#also shameless fic plug i’m sorry
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OH MY GOD SO UH
I LOOKED AT EVELYN ANIMATION LEAKS AND I WAS COOKING. BC THE DEVS ARE GONNA DO IT TOO
I gave my zenless oc a knife on a string as a weapon basicallly. Like it was a retractable scalpel on razor wire. I am validated in my ideas being cool but also. I want it to be known I did not just copy shit from the devs we were parallel sautéing on adjacent stoves
Anyway say hello to Amalthea McGrath, Belobog Heavy Industries’ newly hired Medical Services manager!
I would honestly just recommend reading my fic “We Build Homes” on ao3 to learn more about her. A lot of her stuff is still in the works tbh but i want to just. Post her now before Evelyn comes out lmao
#uh sorry this post is a mess and kinda rushed i am just in utter disbelief rn LMAO#zenless zone zero#rune art#rune ocs#also shameless fic plug i’m sorry#this whole thing reminded me i need to work on it again#zenlessoc
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I'm sorry, I'm in inkblade purgatory. Please just a head canon, just a theory, pleaseeee
hey op i’m with you all the way. here’s some inkblade hcs that i plan to write soon
Being a conjuration wizard, Oisin is very good at handling summoned creatures. Like a dog-whisperer but for conjured beings.
And that includes our favorite circular frog Boggy.
Boggy loves Oisin but Adaine does not.
Which is weird because Boggy is Adaine’s familiar and should have somewhat of a telephatic bond with her.
Oisin is confused by this.
Adaine is embarrassed every time Boggy tries to give Oisin a wet kiss.
Public banter as a form of flirting. Thats it thats the HC
ALSO A FRIEND OF MINE GAVE ME THIS IDEA RECENTLY but Oisin’s fins(??) fan out when he’s embarrassed/surprised/kissing Adaine. HAHA
Redeemed!Oisin and Adaine in a college AU would be so…. (head full of thoughts i cannot express them)
Oisin being such a loser on priv for Adaine
Ivy is the only other person in his priv and this girl is a witness to all 3 years of Oisin pining over Adaine. Its actually so embarrassing (lovingly)
that’s all i can think of off the top of my head rn but i’m in the process of writing a really juicy chapter for my fic (shameless plug, sorry) with these hcs. im so excited !!!
#omamorens q&a#inkblade#fantasy high junior year#dimension 20#fhjy#d20#fantasy high#adaine abernant#oisin hakinvar#adaine x oisin#the rat grinders#the bad kids#trg#tbk#headcanon#hcs
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So, time for another shameless plug. I’m sorry, I know, I’ll be quick.
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Gwen’s eyes drifted back to the sleeping boy holding her hand.
“I don’t deserve this,” she whispered.
“No, you don’t,” Hobie said, his words cold and curt. “Yet he’s still ‘ere. Maybe you should start thinkin’ on that instead.”
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My newest Ghostflower fic, ‘If you held me, I could rest’ is a childhood AU from Gwen’s eyes as she navigates her life and traumas. I spent more hours on this Google Doc than any other fic I’ve worked on, maybe even all of them combined. This has a larger chunk of my heart than anything else I’ve published anywhere, and I wanted to ramble about that somewhere.
This genre is what made me fall in love with AO3, a specific piece mentioned in the opening notes in particular. And I also needed to shout out @burythel1ght’s amazing works for really pushing me to do this one from Gwen’s eyes, their work is genuinely without equal if you want Gwen content.
Anyway, I’m rambling like my creative decisions are impactful or any of this is supposed to mean something to you all. I’m not even convinced I love how this turned out. Maybe it’s just finished, and maybe that means something to me. And maybe that’s enough.
I love you all, and I hope you’re having a good time. You all deserve it.
#ghostflower#gwiles#gwen x miles#miles and gwen#miles x gwen#across the spiderverse#across the spider verse fanfiction
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Pomegranate Ink: XVI
Series Synopsis: Unable to heal but willing to fight, with a fiancé in Kyoto and a last name that looms over everything you do, you accept an offer to study at Tokyo Jujutsu Tech. What you did not know was that your salvation and your ruination alike would soon join you at the school, neatly wrapped in the form of a boy followed by death.
Chapter Synopsis: Your outing with Gojo is interrupted by the higher ups requesting that you go check in on Megumi Fushiguro, who still hasn’t returned from his mission from the morning.
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Pairing: Yuta Okkotsu × Female Reader
Chapter Word Count: 6.7k
Content Warnings: angst, misogyny, naoya zenin, forbidden relationships, canon-typical violence, character death, original characters included
A/N: i hate writing sukuna because he’s such a little freak in canon that almost any decision i make abt him feels ooc so sorry to my sukuna lovers but this is the way he is in this fic please don’t be too mad. also yeah megumi is probably kinda ooc here too feel free to be annoyed abt that. I ACTUALLY CAN WRITE HIM (# shameless ‘a song for the drowned’ plug) I PROMISE. just not in this chapter apparently.
“My father resents me for it,” you said. It was the first thing you said to Gojo as you sat down together. He pulled out a napkin from the holder sitting in the middle of the cheap linoleum table and used it to wipe away the crumbs that still littered the surface. “For finding a way around that ultimatum he gave me.”
To heal or to fight. According to your father and the rest of the higher ups, these were the only choices you had, and they were very much so mutually exclusive. You could do one or the other but not both, and the fact was that they were actually correct in saying this. On your own, you could not do it, could not have both, but you were no longer on your own. Not anymore.
“Is that so?” Gojo said, lips quirking up in amusement. “Well, I’ve always wondered how your poor mother married such a man. Isn’t it something, that he has somehow fathered such a prodigy and yet hates her for the mere fact that she is out of his control? Ironic, really. You are exactly what the L/N clan has needed for so many years, and yet now that you are born, you are despised.”
“I am a girl,” you reminded Gojo. “I’m not exactly what they were hoping for in terms of an heir.”
It was a little disquieting when he smiled with his teeth bared. If you did not know him in the way that you did, you’d consider it almost unnatural, even, but as the case was, it just seemed to you as if it were too wide. Too bright, too false. An emotion conveyed that he did not even mean.
“No, I’d wager you’re a great deal better,” he said, reaching out to pat you on the shoulder. “The girl who brought someone back to life and the youngest Grade 1 sorcerer in recent history; you’ve really proven yourself in the past year. I can say that at least I am proud of you, even if your family isn’t.”
“Thanks, I guess,” you said, uncomfortable with the praise. “Anyways, my mother is proud of me, so that makes two of you. As for the rest of my family, I believe that they are unsure. They do not understand what it means for the clan, that I can do both — albeit at Tullia’s expense.”
The past few weeks, you and Tullia had been training intensely with Shoko Ieri, the only Reverse Cursed Technique user not associated with the L/N clan. It had been a slow process at first, trying to figure out how to push your limits without putting Tullia through the same torture that you had inadvertently subjected her to in the process of healing Toge.
You were not always successful. You could not count the amount of times you had had to stop Composition but were not fast enough, were not able to cut it off before she began to bleed again. But it was better now; though nosebleeds were an inevitable side effect, it was a compromise that all parties were somewhat satisfied with. According to her, she barely even felt them.
It was through such tireless practice that you discovered the way to use the contract to your advantage. By pushing the entire responsibility of the cursed energy supplication to Tullia, you were able to ensure that your body was naturally receptive to receiving the repercussions of the Reverse Cursed Technique. An exchange for an exchange, a burden for a burden, but a far more advantageous one than the earlier scenario, because you possessed the body of a L/N, uniquely designed to handle the pain of Composition, and Tullia had that rare cursed technique which meant her reserves were not dependent on her innate self but instead drew from outside sources and could approach infinity if she had sufficient access to poison.
“The healer and the empty glass,” Gojo said, nodding in approval. “Who would’ve thought that things would turn out like this?”
“I suppose that’s the case. Isn’t it strange? I feel like I should be thanking Naoya. It’s only because of his irresponsibility that Tullia and I could even form the contract in the first place,” you said. Gojo choked on the pastry he had ordered.
“There’s never a situation that would justify you thanking him, so you can put that thought out of your mind,” he said.
“I was only half serious. If there’s anyone to thank, it’s Elakshi, for bringing that curse to Japan. By the way, have you heard anything from Iori about her and how she’s settling in?” you said.
“Nope, Utahime is in one of those phases where she won’t respond to my texts or calls,” he said, pouting comically. “I wish she wouldn’t do that! It makes planning faculty get togethers a real pain, you know?”
“I‘ll ask Noritoshi about it, then,” you said. “And I’ll tell him to tell Iori to text you back or whatever.”
“I knew you were my favorite student for a reason,” he said.
“Technically, I’m not your student anymore, I’m Kusakabe’s, so I believe that means Megumi has to be your favorite. By process of elimination — after all, he is the only first year,” you said.
“The other one is coming soon!” Gojo said. “She’s a girl, too. The one who you’re going to try to mentor or whatever. Are you excited to meet her?”
“Naturally. Though I don’t know if the mentoring life is necessarily for me, it would be nice for someone to look up to me and find me cool and occasionally ask me for advice,” you said.
“I always wished I had someone like that. Nanami was my greatest chance, but on the whole he found me mostly irritating,” he said. You smiled, taking a small bite of your own pastry, chewing and swallowing before you spoke.
“Maybe you already have someone like that,” you said. He cocked his head.
“Do you think so?” he said. You shrugged.
“It could be,” you said. Gojo waited for a moment, but when you did not speak further, he sighed.
“Honestly,” he said, and though he was wearing a blindfold, you could feel the weight of his eye roll. “Of course you won’t elaborate. Frustrating child.”
“I learned from the best,” you said. He stuck his tongue out at you, but could not otherwise argue; after all, your logic was irrefutable. In the year that you had become truly close with Gojo, you had found his personality to have rubbed off on yours the slightest bit. It was both a positive and a negative — that is to say, it was a positive for you and a negative for just about everyone else.
“Moving on, have you started thinking about what you’ll do after your graduation?” Gojo said.
“Huh? Become a sorcerer, of course. I’m already a first grade, it only makes sense that I’d continue to fight. I guess I can heal on the side, if Tullia permits it, but the main thing I’ll do is exorcising,” you said.
“I don’t mean for your occupation. When you don’t have your schoolwork to occupy you and you don’t live in the same building as all of your friends, what will you do? For fun. To entertain yourself. That kind of thing,” he said.
“I’m not sure,” you admitted. “I’ll take up something or another. Though, if we’re being realistic, how much free time do you genuinely think I’ll have? There’s not a large amount of sorcerers in the first place, and of that sum total, ones that are as highly ranked as I am barely even number in the double digits. I can worry about entertainment once I’ve retired, and I doubt that that’s going to happen for a very long time.”
“Sorry,” Gojo said. It was unclear what he was apologizing for. That you had inherited such a world? That he had brought up the topic in the first place? That he was so aware of the problem but could not fix it?
Maybe he might’ve explained himself further, but just then, your phone rang. You frowned at the contact flashing on the screen:��Yoshinobu Gakuganji. Motioning for Gojo to pay for the desserts you had been eating, you clicked the ‘accept’ button and held the phone up to your ear.
“I didn’t know you could use a phone,” you said critically. “I thought you only communicated by mail, principal.”
“Don’t be daft, girl,” Principal Gakuganji snapped, as if you were saying something entirely unbelievable — as if he did not consistently send you mission instructions through letters instead of emails, as was the commonly accepted practice! “Of course I can use a phone.”
“Why have you called me? I’m a little busy right now,” you said. Gojo mouthed who? at me. You made a face and mimed playing a guitar at him. He pursed his lips, crossing his arms and tapping his foot impatiently.
“Did you know that first-year student Megumi Fushiguro is on a mission to pick up a cursed object at present?” the principal said, his voice heavy and wheezy as always.
“Still? I thought he was sent on that mission in the morning?” you said.
“That is the case. Because of the sensitive nature of the object — it’s one of Sukuna’s fingers, you know — we’ve been trying to get ahold of Satoru Gojo to go and check on his progress and make sure everything is alright. Unfortunately, it seems as though all of the higher ups’ numbers have been blocked on his phone,” he said. You snorted but disguised it as a cough, though judging by Principal Gakuganji’s fed-up exhale, you had not exactly been successful.
“Why didn’t you just email him?” you said.
“We thought it would take too long, so we decided to call you. As a first grade sorcerer, you’re the next best option, and we believed your personal relationship with Fushiguro might incline you to be prompt,” he said.
“Personal relationship?” you said, causing Gojo’s jaw to drop in surprise. Digging your school uniform out of your bag, you stomped towards the bathroom so that you could change. Though you were none-too-pleased about it, it remained that Principal Gakuganji was, in a sense, correct: certainly you would not leave Fushiguro in danger without even trying to help.
“He is your underclassman, so naturally there is a friendship that exists between you two that would not be there if we were to call in one of the older Grade 1s. Even Aoi Todo would not have the same fondness. Unless there is something more to it?” His tone ticked up with suspicion at the last question. You gritted your teeth as you bent over to tie your shoes.
“Don’t be ridiculous. He’s my dear little junior, so I’ll go make sure everything’s alright, but there’s nothing more to it at all,” you said.
“That’s a relief to hear. And if you can, please let that wastrel know that he’s needed as well,” Principal Gakuganji said.
“You’re so rude to Gojo, for being someone that depends on him so greatly,” you said. “I’ll pass along the message.”
With that, you disconnected the call and strode out of the bathroom, not feeling up to discussing anything more with the aged principal, who was nothing like your own Principal Yaga — now that was what a principal ought to behave like, according to you. To be sure, he was a little eccentric, but after so many years as a sorcerer, who wouldn’t be? At the end of it, though, he did care about his students more than the status quo, which spoke more than enough as to the quality of his character, in your opinion.
“We have to go,” you said, returning to Gojo, who was sitting at the now-clean table, his chin in his hands. “The higher ups want us to check in on Megumi’s mission. Apparently he’s not back yet.”
“Oh, is that all? It’s fine, he’s strong enough to take care of whatever’s going on there,” Gojo said. You gave him an incredulous look and tossed a sugar packet at him. It bounced harmlessly off of his Infinity.
“You’re not even a little worried? He was assigned the mission in the morning and he isn’t back yet, so late at night. I’m going to go whether you come or not, but I’d appreciate it if you don’t make me do it by myself,” you said.
“Go ahead and go,” Gojo said, waving you off. “You’ll be fine. I have to pick something up, since we’re in the area and all, so I’ll catch up with you later. I’m telling you, though, everything is definitely fine! Megumi’s no weakling.”
“I’ll see you later, then,” you said, doubting his flippant attitude just a little bit. How could he be so careless with one of his student’s lives?
Sliding into the backseat of Ijichi’s car, you pondered it as you stared out the window at the blurring scenery. Wasn’t this something like Gojo’s method? He would always put his students into the most absurdly dangerous situations, but never too far out of his sight, never anything you all couldn’t handle if you pushed yourselves.
The thought that you might be interfering in this form of training was outweighed only by the thought of the paycheck you’d receive for something that took relatively minimal effort. Checking in on Megumi was essentially glorified babysitting, except the so-called baby was frighteningly mature and self-sufficient, making it the easiest task ever.
Megumi’s mission was, fittingly enough, in a school. Creeping through the hallways reminded you of the first time you had met Yuta, how he had hidden under that desk, with Rika in the closet and the stars hanging high in the sky. He had come so far since then, hadn’t he? From the boy frightened of himself and his own shadow to the special grade sorcerer proper, the one who had faced even death itself and won.
Unlike that night, however, the hallways in this school were destroyed, rubble and glass littering the tiled floor. You stepped around stray shards, not wanting to cut your feet, and allowed your brow to furrow. There were signs of a genuine struggle here, ones hinting that the scope of the mission had been far beyond Megumi, who was still only a Grade 2 sorcerer.
Clicking your tongue, you leapt out onto the roof, finding your target standing there, his back ramrod straight, his hands curled into fists in front of him. It didn’t look like a defensive posture, but there was a certain desperation to his posture that didn’t seem warranted, considering the total lack of curses in the vicinity.
No, that wasn’t right. That pink-haired boy standing across from him…you could only tell because of how advanced your cursed energy perception was, but there was something strange about him. Something emanated from him, something cruel, dark, malevolent. It was at odds with the gentle expression on his face and the wide eyes he was looking around with.
“Say, Megumi,” you said, placing your hand on his shoulder, as much to alert him of your presence as to stop him from doing anything drastic. “What’s going on here?”
He turned to face you in surprise, blood seeping from a wound on his head and dust covering his cheeks. You let out a laugh and quickly whipped out your phone, taking a picture of him and texting it to Gojo first and the second year group chat next.
“What was that for?” he hissed.
“Sorry, it’s just that Maki and Gojo would be terribly disappointed if I didn’t memorialize your sorry state before healing you,” you said, sending another text to Tullia, warning her to take a couple of shots of bleach or something. She responded in the affirmative, allowing you to put your phone away and place your hands on Megumi’s temples, trying to judge the extent of his injuries. “The wound isn’t terrible. Do you mind?”
“We have bigger issues at the moment,” he said. “Namely, that boy.”
“I’m Yuji Itadori!” the boy in question said. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“That wasn’t an opening for you to introduce yourself to her!” Megumi said, exasperated. “I don’t think you understand the magnitude of what you’ve done yet, but you should get on that so that you stop acting so goddamn cheery!”
“It’s nice to meet someone so positive, actually,” you said. “It’s a not a common trait to see in a sorcerer.”
“Oh, I’m not a sorcerer,” Itadori said. You paused and contemplated the development.
“You’re not?” you said.
“He’s not,” Megumi said. You scowled, though it was more out of befuddlement than any real anger that you did so.
“Are you a curse, then? No ordinary person would have as much cursed energy as you do,” you said.
“I ate a curse? I don’t know if that makes me one or not,” Itadori said.
“Huh? What’s that supposed to mean? Is that your technique or something? I haven’t really heard of people that eat curses, but I guess one of my best friends has a technique that’s just ingesting poison, so I can’t really judge,” you said.
“It’s not like that,” Megumi said. “He literally ate a curse. As in, Sukuna’s finger.”
Reflexively, you gagged. “Ew. Don’t be such a boy, Megumi, that’s not a funny joke at all; it’s just gross to think about. I thought you were above such things.”
“He’s not joking,” Itadori said. “I really did eat the finger.”
“Really?” you said.
“Really,” Itadori said solemnly.
“Do you understand the situation now?” Megumi said, pinching the bridge of his nose. You shook your head.
“In truth, I don’t,” you said. “What — in what scenario does there exist a need for one to ingest a rotten, shriveled old finger? Didn’t that taste putrid?”
“A little like soap, actually,” Itadori mused. You gave him a disgusted look. He shrugged. “I don’t know. There was this massive curse about to kill Fushiguro, and because I was just a normal human, I couldn’t do anything to harm it. So I swallowed the finger and gained the cursed energy required to kill the curse! Sukuna manifested and got the job done, and then he started going on and on about all of the evil stuff he wanted to do, so I suppressed him. He’s such a headache, ugh! But that’s the story.”
“You suppressed Sukuna,” you repeated incredulously.
“According to him,” Megumi said suspiciously. “But what if he’s lying? This could be a trick.”
You peered closely at Itadori, who blinked nervously as you inspected him before tapping on his forehead.
“Dissection,” you said. The normal weak spots glowed white on his body, the full proof that he was a person — though, when you unfocused your eyes, you could just make out a hazy green glow that was not really centered on Itadori but somewhere inside of him. His inner domain, or his soul, or some other such related concept; this green, you surmised, was the presence of Sukuna. But if that was the case, then Itadori really wasn’t lying, so you turned to Megumi and nodded in confirmation. “He’s the real deal.”
“You believe me?” Itadori said.
“I believe myself,” you corrected. “For the moment, you are who you say you are. Megumi, I’m going to heal you while we have the chance; if this comes to blows, I’d rather have you on my side.”
“Fine,” he muttered, ducking his head, his cheeks turning pink. “If you could refrain from sending pictures of it to Maki and Gojo, though, I’d appreciate that. They’d never let me live it down.”
“Don’t stress, I won’t do that. Go on, then, get on the ground while that boy is still in control,” you said, watching over Itadori as Megumi lay on the ground. For his part, Itadori just seemed confused about the proceedings. This came as no surprise, though; if he really had been just an ordinary boy until just today, then how would he know anything about Reverse Cursed Techniques and such concepts? “Composition.”
Instead of a knife, it felt like you were being repeatedly punched in the stomach, each successive blow winding you until you felt like doubling over. Your cursed energy remained intact, however; it was Tullia’s that was rushing into you, allowing you to use it at will, the reward you got for taking every ounce of the pain that you were feeling, that Megumi was feeling, that even Tullia herself was feeling.
Coughing, you wiped away the tears that sprang to your eyes and placed your hands on Megumi’s forehead. Focusing Composition on his battered cursed energy reserves and the injuries his head had sustained, you used the positive energy of the cursed energy reversal to heal the wounds and replenish his reserves until he was somewhat close to the state he must have been before engaging in the battle.
“How do you feel?” you said, reaching into your backpack and taking greedy swigs of water from the bottle you had packed just in case. Megumi sat up and glanced at Itadori, who was watching you in awe.
“Fine. Hey, what are you staring at?” he said.
“Woah! Miss, did you just heal him or something?” Itadori said, ignoring Megumi completely.
“Yes, I did. It’s part of my inherited technique, though I assume those words would be on the whole meaningless to you,” you said.
“They are, but it’s still so cool to hear about! I can’t believe there’s like this entire secret world that’s existed and I knew nothing about until now,” Itadori said.
“We do a very good job at hiding our work from normal people. It helps that most can’t see curses,” you said. “Enough talking, though. We have to figure out what to do with you. You said you suppressed Sukuna? Do you think you could un-suppress him?”
“Why would you want that?” Megumi said.
“Gojo’s on his way,” you muttered under your breath. “It’s the perfect chance to see if he has potential as a vessel or if he should just be killed immediately.”
“Do you really think Gojo of all people should be trusted to arrive on time for anything?” Megumi said.
“It’ll be alright. Don’t underestimate me; I’m a Grade 1 sorcerer, aren’t I? He’s only had the one finger, so even once he manifests as Sukuna, it’ll be in a severely weakened form. I promise, even I can deal with him when he’s in such a state,” you said.
“Are you sure?” Megumi said.
“If I’m wrong, then I’ll have you to help me hold him off, at least until Gojo arrives,” you said. “You probably couldn’t do it by yourself, but if the two of us are working together, then we can probably manage at least that much.”
“If you say so,” Megumi said.
“Itadori, please let Sukuna out for a little bit. I’d like to talk to him,” you said.
“Are you guys personally acquainted or something?” Itadori said. “Sure, I can do that, but are you really certain you want to talk to him? He’s not exactly the greatest guy.”
“Hm,” you said, thinking back to a certain story and chuckling under your breath. “I guess you could say that. Don’t worry, it’ll be a quick conversation. Ten seconds is all I need; after that, I want you to take control back, alright? Or else Megumi and I will have to kill you, I’m afraid.”
“Okay!” Itadori said. “Wait, by the way — what’s your name?”
“Y/N,” you said as he closed his eyes before dark markings made of undulating cursed energy crept over his face. “Y/N L/N.”
Eyes as red as pomegranates flew open, staring at you in horror. They were narrower than Itadori’s, and indeed the entire bone structure of his face had changed ever so slightly, matured a little bit, his nose sharper, his chin squarer. Underneath his eyes were two more with the same crimson irises, though these were smaller and seemed less focused on you. There was no doubt about it: this was the King of Curses himself, the one for whom the stories and the songs were written.
He took a step towards you, but you stood your ground, reaching into the small pouch you always carried and grasping a silver needle in between your thumb and index finger.
“Y/N L/N,” he said, his voice deeper than Itadori’s, gravelly and rough instead of warm and bright.
“Ryomen Sukuna,” you said. “The King of Curses.”
“And the woman who sealed him,” he spat. His canines were sharper than any normal human’s had the right to be, his nails more like claws than anything. You looked over at Megumi, who could no more move than a mouse faced with the jaws of a tiger could. “I would kill you if I could.”
“Nothing is stopping you,” you said, fighting to keep your voice level, though you knew it trembled. Even if it was only a shadow of Sukuna’s true self, it remained that the being in front of you was known as the King of Curses for a reason. In terms of curses, just this small fragment could only be beaten in power by Rika herself.
“You would say that,” he said, and then suddenly he was in front of you, those fingers like talons wrapping around your throat, squeezing to the point of discomfort but nothing more. “You would say that, you witch. How fortunate am I! To be born again into this new body, this new world…and yet, I cannot escape you. Y/N L/N. What is this coincidence, that I must find you again, that I must manifest in the same place that you are?”
“I am not the woman who you think I am,” you gasped out, not wanting to fight the body which ultimately was Itadori’s. Not yet, anyways, not while he was still not actively hurting you, only threatening to do so.
“Yet you share her name, and there is some similarity to your features,” he said.
“She was my ancestor. The one who helped seal you. The one you killed — but her husband brought her back to life in the end, so it amounted to nothing,” you said. Maybe taunting Sukuna wasn’t your smartest idea, but you wanted him to know. You wanted him to know that he had been unsuccessful in this one thing, that the original Y/N L/N had lived beyond sealing him.
“You share her blood,” Sukuna said. “It is close enough. In fact, likely it is exactly the same thing; I cannot risk it. That means, no matter how much I want to, I cannot risk your death in the first place.”
Suddenly, abruptly, he threw you away from him, watching with some satisfaction as you barely managed to break your fall and spring to your feet. It was an odd stare which he trained upon you, equal parts concern and pleasure, like he had not wanted you to get hurt but at the same time could conceive no greater joy than the thought of harm coming to you. You could not understand it. You could not understand any of it.
“It’s been ten seconds, Itadori,” you called out carefully, cautiously, still not sure why Sukuna insisted that you could not die but not wanting to test your limits, either, in case that was the breaking point which led to him changing his mind and going after you anyways. Or, worse, he might decide to turn his attention to Megumi, who he presumably held no convictions about as of yet, and that was something you were keen to avoid, since Gojo still hadn’t shown up.
“Oops, sorry, I lost track of time!” The markings and extra eyes had vanished, and the youthfulness had returned as Itadori regained control of his body. He sounded like himself again, all eager and affectionate. “Did your conversation go well?”
“I’m left with more questions than answers, to be fully honest with you,” you admitted. “But nobody got hurt, and you managed to take back control when you needed to, so it’s a net positive. Now we have some solid proof to take to Gojo in the defense of your control as a vessel.”
“Yay!” Itadori said. “But, um, who’s Gojo?”
“That would be me,” a new voice said. The three of you turned as one unit to stare at the newcomer, who was as late as usual and toted two shopping bags, most likely full of souvenirs from wherever he had gone while you were helping Megumi.
“Gojo,” you said. “It’s about time you got here.”
“About time, indeed! What’s all of this talk about vessels and whatnot?” he said.
“That boy is Sukuna’s vessel,” you said.
“I ate a finger,” Itadori supplied helpfully.
“On Megumi’s watch, not mine,” you added. “I’d certainly never let something like that happen. I did confirm that he has control as a vessel, though, with the ability to suppress Sukuna at will.”
“Wait, slow down. So he ate Sukuna’s finger and became his vessel?” Gojo confirmed.
“He did,” you said.
“It’s true,” Megumi said. “I saw it happen. The most idiotic thing I’ve seen in a while.”
“I don’t know, I mean you do see Gojo on the daily, so can you really consider it to be the most idiotic thing?” you said, earning an offended gasp from Gojo and a look from Megumi. “Anyways, I used my signature detection on him, as well as Dissection. He’s the genuine article.”
“But you said he has control?” Gojo said. You nodded.
“Yes, I asked him to let Sukuna out for a total of ten seconds. After that time was up, he managed to regain control without too much of a problem,” you said. Gojo grew even paler than he usually was, which was saying something, as he already had the complexion of a pearl.
“Are you hurt?” he said.
“No, we just talked for that time,” you said, subconsciously rubbing at your neck, which still felt a little odd after Sukuna had grasped it so tightly. “Nothing more.”
“That’s a lie,” Megumi interjected. “He choked her at one point and threw her on the ground afterwards.”
“You shouldn’t have done such an experiment, knowing the dangers,” Gojo said. “You’re sure you’re fine?”
“Yes, positive. He’s being dramatic, anyways; I could’ve handled it, but I chose not to,” you said. Gojo glanced at Megumi for confirmation, but to your relief, Megumi nodded reluctantly.
“She wasn’t exactly overpowered,” he admitted. “It was more like she was letting it happen.”
“Why’d you let yourself get treated like that, then?” Gojo said. “Wait. Don’t tell me you’re into—”
“Shut up!” you said. “No!”
“It’s as fair a guess as any!” he defended.
“No, it is not! I didn’t want to hurt Itadori’s body unless it was absolutely necessary, and to be quite honest with you, I was interested in what Sukuna was saying. You see, he kept talking about how he wanted to kill me but couldn’t. Wouldn’t you be interested if the King of Curses said he couldn’t kill you?” you said.
“Not exactly! If I were you, I’d thank whatever deity intervened on my part and run very far away!” he said. “Now, of course, if it were me, I’d not be surprised. It’s likely he couldn’t kill me, so it wouldn’t be new information.”
“What’s done is done,” you said, deciding there was no point in letting the argument progress any further. “We have to decide what to do with Itadori, and then Megumi and I should probably check in with Ieri. I healed him earlier, but I don’t know if it was enough or not.”
“Good idea. Well, there’s not much deciding that needs to happen; he’ll be executed, that’s all. It’s sad, but that’s how these things go,” Gojo said.
“Wait,” Megumi said as Gojo used an incredibly weakened version of his technique to knock Itadori out in an instant, slinging him over his shoulder and preparing a portal to teleport to jujutsu headquarters. “Can you…can you please save him?”
“It’s strange to have you ask for something from me,” Gojo said. “You think I should save him?”
“Yes,” Megumi said. “Please. He’s the kind of person that deserves to be saved.”
“Do you really think so? Even knowing that he’s Sukuna’s vessel?” Gojo said. You knew him well enough by now to pick up on the fact that he did not doubt Megumi’s words but was rather testing his conviction.
Megumi was silent, casting about for something to say, so you took pity on him and decided to jump in. Besides, it was true that you didn’t want to see Itadori die just yet, either, though your explanation was a little different than Megumi’s was.
“He reminds me of Yuta,” you said. “Not in personality but in circumstance. If there’s a way for you to give him a chance the way you gave Yuta one, I think it could be worthwhile. How often will we meet another person capable of being Sukuna’s vessel? We could use him for our own ends. A mutually beneficial deal, as the case may be.”
“You’re so sentimental,” Gojo cooed. “Did it bring back fond memories for you, being at a high school and going on a dangerous mission like this?”
“It did,” you said shortly. “Not that that’s any of your business, by the way, so stay focused on the task at hand. I hate how involved you are in my personal life!”
“It’s my job!” Gojo whined.
“It distinctly is not!” you said. “Regardless, that’s my opinion on the matter. You may make of it what you will. In the end, I suppose it doesn’t really impact my life all too much if you save him or not, so do what you’d like.”
“My student wants me to save him,” Gojo said, giving Megumi one of those serious looks of his that meant he was being one hundred percent genuine in what he was saying. Megumi shifted from foot to foot uncomfortably. “I’ll do my best to that end. Y/N, if you could ensure that Megumi gets back to the school, I’ll bring you with me to Africa the next time I go to check on Yuta’s progress.”
“I’m on it,” you said. You would’ve done it anyways, of course, but the thought of seeing Yuta again gladdened you greatly, so you weren’t about to turn Gojo’s offer down. Even though you talked to Yuta on the phone as much as you could, you wanted to be with him in person, wanted to feel his arms around your body and his lips against your own, even if it was only for a little bit. That little bit would be enough to tide you over until he came back for good. “Let’s go, Megumi.”
“Do you think he’ll be able to save Itadori?” Megumi said as Ijichi drove off in the direction of Tokyo Jujutsu Tech.
“He said he’ll try his best. Coming from Gojo, that’s basically a guarantee that he will,” you said. “Don’t worry about it.”
“If I ask you a personal question, Y/N, would you answer it?” Megumi said. You shifted in your seat so that you were facing him, but he did not do the same, focusing on the moon and how it shimmered through the tinted glass of the car window.
“I used to pretend like the moon was following me so that it could watch over me,” you said.
“That’s not how it works,” Megumi said. “Scientifically.”
“Of course, I learnt that later on, but to a romantic child, it meant all the world that there was that one entity which cared enough to chase after me, no matter where I went,” you said.
“I see,” Megumi said.
“You may ask your question,” you said. “If it offends me, I’ll choose not to answer. That is all. I won’t be angry or anything.”
“You’re the youngest Grade 1 sorcerer in quite some time,” he said. “Was it worth it?”
“That’s heavy,” you said.
“The difference between us is like a chasm. Even though it’s only one level — two if you count Semi-Grade 1 as its own separate thing — you can claim to defeat Sukuna’s manifestation and not sound utterly ridiculous. You made it sound plausible. I could not even manage to fight against the curses that that finger attracted,” he said.
“You’re younger than me, so it’s not some great weakness to be down about,” you said.
“That’s a separate matter. What I really want to know is what it’s like? Being someone so powerful that when they needed a sorcerer to go in Gojo’s place, the higher ups thought of you,” he said.
“Power,” you said. “I don’t think that’s something I can ever lay claim to. Not truly. I know what you must be thinking — I’m a Grade 1 sorcerer, the one that everyone in jujutsu society seems to be talking about at the moment, so naturally I must be powerful. But it’s not like that. I’m no more powerful than you are, Megumi; in fact, I’m likely your inferior in that department by several degrees. I could never go up against the truly strong and win: people like Gojo, Yuta, even Hakari and Todo, all of them would beat me in a fair fight.”
“So then?” Megumi said. “I know you’ve beaten Todo before, so you’re not telling the full story.”
“So I never fight fair. I use people’s weaknesses against them. I strike from the shadows at the places which shine like beacons to me, and people think of me as some great hero for it. Can I really be considered as such, though? I’d like to answer your question, but I can’t. I don’t know what it’s like to be powerful. I don’t know if all of this was worth it,” you said. He was silent for so long that you nearly thought he had fallen asleep, but finally, he deigned to speak once more.
“What should I do?” he said. “Now that I’ve made such a request and asked Gojo to save that boy. What should I do?”
“You do the only thing any of us can do. You keep trying to grow stronger. You hope that in the end, you don’t regret any of it. Might I offer some entirely unsolicited advice?” you said.
“Sure,” he said. He was oddly vulnerable, in this light. You did not think that Megumi would open up to you like this in normal circumstances, but the trauma of the day’s events had probably worn down whatever defenses he might ordinarily have. Besides, it was generally difficult for someone to keep secrets or be stoic around the person who had healed them — it was a phenomenon that you had noticed, that the patients of your family could not help but bare their deepest secrets to them. Who better to do such a thing to than the person who already knew your entire body and soul so intimately, who had risked their own just to save yours?
“Your decision to save Itadori may not go the way you want it to,” you said. “There’s a reason he would ordinarily be executed, after all. I threw my support behind you because I felt pity, for you and for him, but in the end it was your request that did it, not mine. I think you are aware of this, but are you prepared for what that might entail?”
“No, I don’t believe so. Did I make a mistake?” he said.
“Yes,” you said. “You did. But don’t live like that.”
“Huh?” he said. You thought about Yuta, about the many mistakes you had made and he had made, about how many times the two of you had risked everything for one another.
Bringing him back was the one accomplishment you were proud of. It was the one thing you guarded fiercely as your own achievement, one unsullied by self-doubt. You had not let Yuta Okkotsu die. For better or for worse, you had not let him die. It was the one of the things you guarded deep and close to your heart, that you had saved him. Whatever came of it, you would not, could not, feel apologetic for doing that.
“You chose not to let him die,” you said, and then you twisted in your seat again, so that you, too, could stare out at the moon. Even now, it followed you, as it had when you were a child, and you smiled, resting your finger against its reflection. “That was your decision. No matter what the consequences are, you must always, always hold your head high and be proud of it. Don’t you ever dare let anyone tell you otherwise.”
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HI CAN I HEAR THE DEEP DIVE PLS I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW YOUR THOUGHTS ON APPLESPRINGS
APPLESPRING DEEP DIVE HEY!!! HEY!!!!!!!
also sorry in advance i lost the plot halfway through and i fucking. i love them. anyway no read mores we die like dayne blade
oh god okay what is so important to me. is that first and foremost. kristen and gorgug have such a Relationship they have connections other people don’t and i just. fuck man. they died together on day one and i fucking. i love them man. anyway
it is vital to me that. kristen is still a Lesbian. she does not like men and this is important to me. but she cares So Deeply About Gorgug, like. fabian and riz and adaine and fig are her brothers and sisters. she doesn’t replace the applebees brothers, but she finds a new set of family, and they all mean something to her. but for some reason. gorgug to me has this intrinsic understanding of her that is so Different to how everyone else sees her, and. shameless plug i have a whole series of fics about them and how they interact and it’s love without being in love because i’m so scared to commit to writing it
because the big thing is that i project the hell onto gorgug when it comes to gender, and its. gorgug’s gender is mashed potatoes. i cannot explain better than that but i will try like. he’s not Not a guy. he is just a Guy. but a guy in the sense that people say “hey you’re a guy” and that’s not Right but it’s not Wrong. and if fig comes in and says they’re doing makeup and nail polish and wearing dresses onstage he will do that as well. he doesn’t have a problem. because how other people see him when it comes to gender specifically (and it ties into his upbringing, having people look at this gnome family with their half orc son and having Opinions) he doesn’t Care how other people see him. they can assign whatever they want to him. inside his brain, if prodded, is just a ball of mashed potatoes, because he doesn’t care. gendernonconforming/nonbinary gorgug is the love of my fucking life i have. so many thoughts. gorgug thistlespring i have so many thoughts.
but the other part of this is. hear me out. aromantic/demiromantic, bisexual. gorgug Likes Sex. he has been very clear about this to me from like. early on, he’s not ashamed of it (with himself, his parents are a whole other thing). but i don’t think he Likes being a boyfriend. he didn’t put That much effort into it with zelda unless encouraged, and he didn’t seem torn up about the break up, and i think he cared about zelda but it didn’t. mean the same to him, but he did like the crazy sex part of it that came with her family. and then i have Never understood gorgug and mary ann until i took this take on him because mary ann isn’t Trying to have sweet sappy romance. the extent of it is “hey. i wanted to be friends. i still do. i have a bench. let’s fuck.” and gorgug just. it hits Right for him, so that works out
but factoring kristen into gorgug’s whole mashed potatoes and gravy deal??? kristen, the person he shares an unbreakable and completely unique bond with? kristen, his best friend, who was ALSO hypersexual for most of her last relationship? kristen who went through a breakup at the same time as gorgug, who has the same uncertainty about how her family Wanted her to be versus who she became? (and gorgug, whose parents love him but told him to try to keep the rage under control for so long, who also put him into a box he was never meant for, who on day one died and came back wrong next to a girl who was chosen, died, and also came back wrong, endured relentlessly, walked into a forest even though he thought she was dead and told all of his friends it’s gorgug, keep going?)
what was the point of this. queer platonic but sexual but not platonic but still sexual relationship. gorgug and kristen love each other more than anything and they’ll do anything for each other and they’ll do anything to make the other person happy with no strings attached and they died together okay
applespring that was the point wasn’t it. anyway i love them i have Thoughts
#this might be a really unhinged take#or a cry for help#but i’m so fucking. i have so many thoughts about them Clearly#applespring#this is also probably a very unpopular take#all of it#and i’m very sorry in advance for that too
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1, 7, 9, 20, 27 for Orrenrook? :3
ooh thank you for asking!! I’m gonna send some right back at you, I’m so intrigued by Eve
1 - Where in Thedas is Rook from?
Nevarra City! More specifically, beneath a bush in the Necropolis’ Memorial Gardens
7 - Romantically close with…?
It takes her a while and there are more than a few stumbles along the way, but she’s a Demon of Vyrantium enjoyer 😌 Spite also becomes strangely charming (and doesn’t faze her. she’s had to work with the irritating spirits inhabiting dead Nevarran nobles for her entire life. what’s a silly little demon who wants to eat candles in comparison)
9 - Does your Rook get along with their chosen faction?
The Mourn Watch are all Rook has ever known and she’s fiercely, fiercely loyal to them, to a potentially dangerous degree. Even after she gets put on sabbatical following the controversial way she ended the War of the Banners and other Watchers are not her biggest fans, she has faith in the order till the end.
20 - Would they side with Solas or fight him?
Orrenrook may be a lovely, gentle forgiving soul but Solas made her do an annoying amount of exercise in order to stop the ritual. and also stabbed the guy who’s paying for her meals. she’s scrapping with him as soon as she can.
27 - What was their life like before the events of Veilguard?
oh mad look at that it’s almost like the opening chapters of my rookanis fic reveal a bit about this (sorry for the shameless plug)
but here’s the rundown: she was adopted by a Watcher academic and raised as her studious protegé. she was never really exposed to city elven culture and, at the start of the game, hasn’t actually left the grounds of the Necropolis on her own for twelve years. all she wants is to sit in the library, finish her Masters dissertation and tell spirits to piss off when necessary. oh also her adoptive mother has just been killed and she’s going to hunt down the people that did it
#asked and answered#orrenrook ingellvar#dragon age veilguard#rook ingellvar#this has really helped solidify her in my mind even further!! ty for asking ☀️
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Tysm @hereforthelizardsex !🦎 I think I got tagged in one of these once & I lost it so tysm for thinkin’ of me lol
3 ships: For ones I’ve written/am writing fic for;
1st: Succession— tomgreg (they are so broken <3)
2nd: Good Omens— ineffable husbands (they are broken in a different special awful way!)
(Shameless Ao3 plug)
3rd: Tie between Grace & Frankie— Grace x Frankie (do they have a ship name?,) Homura x Madoka (they’re kids tho so I don’t really ‘ship’ it, I just love their angst)
First ever ship:
Aside from having IRL friends on here now (lmao outed help,) this was a teeeeeny tiny ship, but I shipped the nerds from Drake and Josh (Craig and Eric) because they were clearly gay coded in the show and I liked the angst.
Only one other person wrote fic at the time; I thought she was so wise ‘cause I was 13 and she was 16 lol. AyanamiEraclea, wherever you are, I remember you…
(Cringe review help lmao)
Also book! Johnlock pre-BBC show; didn’t think it made sense in the show but I liked it book-canon (one of my fav fics of all time <3
Last song: Ventura Highway— America <3
Last movie: EVE OF DESTRUCTION which is simultaneously one of the worst and most bizarrely entertaining movies of all time (on tape, of course)
Currently reading: Absolutely nothing because I’m awful! Maybe I’ll read Brideshead Revisited again idk (oh and I ship Charles/Sebastian/Julia because I'm a bisexual mess lol)
Currently watching: Our Flag Means Death <3 (cannot wait to start shipping them hard af lol)
Currently consuming: Kratom! (it may be bad for me)
Currently craving: Just for everything to stop being so….. aaaaaaaa *Crowley screaming pic here*
9 people! (jk 12 b/c i couldn’t choose)
If you’ve done this before/tagged me once sorry lol & not all y’all are mutuals but anywayz, @fantasticskystuff , @missoneminute , @cordeliaflyte , @aspiringasparagus , @ingravinoveritas , @dumbbitchawards , @blueayame , @gregmarriage , @charitycase33 , @bluebeewings , @faggyangel , @neiltheyrehomosexuals✨
#tomgreg#succ#succession#good omens#ineffable husbands#drake and josh#ao3#fanfiction#homura akemi#madoka magica#homumado#<- nice name lol#grace and frankie#grace x frankie#madoka x homura#ventura highway#kratom#brideshead revisited#tag game#johnlock#sherlock#ofmd#our flag means death#blackbonnet#gentlebeard#craig and eric#<- i wanna see if this tag exists lmao#tom wambsgans#greg hirsch#aziraphale
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So I’m new to the Cod fandom any recommendations for Graves writers? I’m honestly new to tumblr as well 🥲 so I’m still learning on how to navigate but I don’t really see much content for Graves. Sadly
hello and welcome!!!💝💝tumblr can be very confusing 😭 im still learning it and i've had the app for almost a year
Graves sadly I think is one of the least written for characters (he's still alive and not evil to me!!) but dw this blog is a Phillip Graves safe space!!! (he's so hot like cmon)
my favorite graves writers include (if i forgot someone I'm so sorry this is off the top of my head)
make sure to check out all their masterlists for links to all their works!
@rors-grvs
@alewesker
@graves4girls
@c0wb0yenthusiast (the yearning series has me on my knees)
@crimsonbubble
i also recommend following the #/phillipgraves #/phillipgraves x reader tags!!! a lot of works can be found there!!
anddddddd a shameless self plug to my masterlist with all my graves fics!!
hope this was helpful and if you have any more questions about navigating or finding fics I'm always here to help!! 💝
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Shameless self-plug eminent! Keep an eye out for a Vampire Chronicles fic on A03 under the simple title “Splash” to be posted in the next couple of days! Two birds with one stone here! I wanted to write something for VC Mermay, but also for the hilariously named “Dick-Or-Treat: Uvula Region” event. Long story short, all you have to do to enter is write and submit an explicit fic named after a Pokémon move. Yup. Anyway, here’s a preview of Splash! (That thrumming you hear is me practicing vibrating with excitement, lol.)
Human Louis starts working on a fishing boat to support his family estate. One night, several months in to his employment, he catches something HUGE. Everyone else is asleep, so it’s up to him to drag the catch aboard.
He’s gotten stronger, but this is ridiculous! After nearly twenty minutes, he’s got the net aboard. He sits down by the net and shines his lantern on his catch. Louis can’t believe his eyes: it’s a merman. Said merman is cowering and hissing like a cat. Louis waits for his muscles to stop screaming before doing anything. On one hand, he’d get a hefty reward for a merman, but on the other… this thing looks far too human for a sea monster, despite the huge fishtail. Louis sees salt-drenched golden curls and silver-blue glowing eyes. Soft-looking pale flesh that disappears into red onyx scales. Such a beautiful, ethereal monster. Louis doesn’t know what to do with it. On one hand, the merman could earn him a huge monetary reward, but on the other…
Louis decides to throw the merman back. First he needs to get it— him— untangled. Louis quickly realizes that the merman has a huge gash in his tail from the net. “Hold still. Let me get you out.” Can the anthropic fish-man even understand him? Carefully, Louis draws his knife. The merman snarls and thrashes around in fury. “Please, just let me—“ Hiss— “I won’t hurt you. I’m sorry this happened.” ‘Are you going to sell me? Eat me?’ Louis jolts at the voice in his head. “No. I’m going to send you back. You don’t belong up here. You aren’t just some animal. You are a person, aren’t you?” The mention if being thrown back into the water in his current state irritates the merman. “I won’t just dump you in the water. Let me help you with your tail.” Reluctantly, the merman lets Louis cut him loose. ‘Thanks. I guess.’ “Can you speak? How did you even manage to get entangled in the net?” Louis’ questions are answered with a horrifying vision of other merfolk fighting the blond and one, a small auburn-haired man, slitting the blond’s throat. “Why would they do that to you?” No answer. Louis shines the lantern in the merman’s face to get a better look. On the other man’s neck is a telltale healing slash. Louis definitely can’t throw the merman back, not right now. He stands and reaches to lift him up. The merman hisses, smacking Louis in the knees with his tail. It’s a good thing Louis’ lantern is one of those nice closed ones, huh? Louis gets thrown onto his ass. “I’m going to take you to my quarters. I want to clean your wounds. I’m not going to do anything to you. Please,” Louis tries again. The merman stops fighting him, so Louis passes the merman his lantern and hefts him up.
Louis puts the merman in his bathing tub and grabs a bucket, which he fills with sea water. He dumps the sea water into his tub. The next 20 minutes are spent cleaning and dressing the nasty gashes. When Louis is nearly done stitching the merman’s tail, he nearly drops his needle when the voice pokes into his mind again: ‘Lestat’. “What? Is that—- oh. That’s your name?” A silent nod. “Lestat. My name is Louis.” ‘Thank you, Louis.’ “Of course.”
Louis makes sure Lestat is settled in before going to bed. At some point during the remainder of the night, Louis wakes. He watches Lestat sleep, and takes the time to really look at the merman. Lestat is beautiful. His golden salt-drenched curls run down his bare, smooth shoulders in shiny rivulets. His face is soft and elven, sharp but gentle. His pretty pink mouth is open slightly as quiet breaths escape him, his carved chest rising and falling in tandem. Lestat’s dorsal fins twitch cutely in his sleep.
Desire fills Louis, and a wave of great shame hits him like Lestat’s tail did earlier. Louis wants Lestat, but it’s wrong, this poor man has already been through enough. Louis doesn’t want to break the trust he’s earned. Perhaps if he’s quiet, Louis can…
Guiltily, Louis yanks his trousers down to his thighs. He wraps his hand around cock, biting his lip to stifle his moans as he starts stroking. Louis closes his eyes; it’s bad enough he’s getting off at the thought of his willing captive, but to look at Lestat while doing so would be even worse.
‘Lestat’, Louis’ mind whispers, ‘Lestat, oh please—‘ Louis rocks his hips, thumbing the tip. Suddenly, he feels a warm wet hand over his. ‘Louis,’ Lestat murmurs. “Y-You shouldn’t be out of the water, Lestat!” Louis hisses gently. ‘Then come join me. I need you, Louis.’
OwO what happens next? Stay tuned…
-B76
OH MY GOSH WE CAN'T WAIT TO READ THE WHOLE THING!!! 🥵🥵🐠🐠
#VC MERMAY FIC TEASER#lestat/louis#fish fucking#make sure to send us the link/tag us when it's up! 💦💦💦💦#lestat de lioncourt#louis de pointe du lac#vc mermay after dark
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Yes, it’s been a while, yes, I’m aware that it’s no longer 2022, but here we are, back again with the Great BSG Rewatch of 2022!
Obligatory plug for Galactica Big Bang here, since that’s a thing now XD Signups will open July 1, I’ll be posting more about it here and on the event tumblr as we get closer to that. We also have a Discord!
Anyway, that shameless self-promotion aside, we’re picking up with Season 3! This is actually my favorite season overall--despite the fact that it doesn’t include my very favorite episode(/two-parter) and does include my least favorite episode (which we’ll get to in the back half of the season) along with a couple other storylines that irk me. It feels just...IDK, even though this is the real start of the ‘writing by the seat of our pants’ problems that are a Thing in the second half of this series, and it’s not actually all that cohesive, as a season it feels weirdly cohesive? Like, thematically, and so on. And anyway I just like it.
I am splitting this up into halves, like I did with season 2, and there aren’t any Extras in this round (I should probably track down the Resistance webisodes; I know I have the Face of the Enemy stuff, but not those). So this covers everything from Occupation through The Passage.
My notes on the miniseries and Season 1 can be found here; and my notes on the first half of S2 (plus Resurrection Ship and Razor) can be found here. My notes on the rest of S2 (plus The Plan) can be found here.
As before, my notes contain spoilers because I have seen the full series before. I’ve copied over a lot of quotes I like, some with commentary, some with just Flailing. Also some plot/construction notes, and some notes to myself about The Other Battlestar (which I swear I am actually working on; although it needs a better title lol) and a couple other self-indulgent AUs/potential fic projects, which I have deleted. There might be a few I missed, though.
Also, warnings. Very Very important content warnings: genocide, suicide, intimate partner violence, torture, and sexual assault, as well as a lot of other Violence. And, because we are living in a post-COVID world, plague/pandemic stuff. The torture warnings are particularly heavy for both halves of season 3. Also, there’s quite a bit of dubcon in this first half. And a lot of fatphobia/diet culture BS. Feel free to send me an ask if you want more details.
That should cover it, so let’s get down to business to defeat the Huns wait wrong fandom. MOVING ON.
Occupation:
And the opening bit has changed! At least adding that bit with Caprica waking up and her and Boomer(?) and A Random Five coming to accept the surrender.
Kara gets the previously-on!
…which then dives Right into Creepy!Leoben because Of Course, that whole Thing.
YAY MY 2000-YEAR-OLD DYSFUNCTIONAL ROBOT DRUNKS IN LOVE
I’m sorry I can’t take the moustache seriously XD
Oh that closeup on Ellen’s ring during the flashes of her and Cavil, and cut together with building a bomb and lighting candles in a temple and. I love this arc A Whole Lot guys, there will probably be not much intelligent Commentary, mostly just Flailing.
I do like the way this bit with Ellen is shot, without showing Cavil’s face for a very long time, to let you think it’s Tigh thinking about that while he’s in lockup.
Huh, Bill still wears his wedding ring, I don’t think I’d picked up on that before.
Chief’s post-timeskip facial hair is pretty great.
Aaaaaaand now we’re up to the Creepy Dollhouse.
Lol Cavil just casually putting on his sunglasses.
Aaaaand now we can see she was screwing Cavil. Or hear, at least, the face is still unclear, but given what she says and her attitude when she climbs off…
Yay, bombs!
And this just gets Creepier and Creepier the more we learn about Cavil and the Final Five.
Lol “we gotta get you processed. Bureaucracy, you know.” Cavil just enjoys frakking with him.
Awwwww, the way they Cling to each other when he gets out.
YOU ARE SO CREEPY LEOBEN
Niiiiiice they weren’t even sharp and went all the way through his neck.
Wonder how many times she’s done this. Given how casually he says “I’ll see you soon” probably Many.
And this music as she picks up the knife and finishes her dinner with her hand still bloody and she’s very Mannerly about that part and I love it.
Ooooh, and different words!!! And no survivor count.
BABY! Oh, poor Nicky, did you get screwed over by the narrative.
134 days into the occupation.
Mars day.
Lol Cavil’s air quotes on ‘god’
D’Anna is also only halfway paying attention; hard to tell how much attention Baltar is paying until they suggest executing him. XD
And Caprica’s like “nope” “just because he’s your favorite toy.”
Oooh, and she specifically looks to D’Anna on ‘anyone who wants to challenge that [he’s with me].’ I guess they were setting that up already.
Still wish we knew whether this D’Anna was Fleet!D’Anna or Downloaded!D’Anna or both (probably not both But)
YAY MY BEST BELOVED MOST IRONICALLY NAMED MAN IN THE UNIVERSE FELIX GAETA. AND THE PUPPY!!!!!
Puppy is very very important.
Baby!!!
Nice, dug-out cellar safehouses, that’s what I thought I remembered.
Ah, the Irony XD
So, Gaeta’s been passing stuff for weeks, which seems to have started after Tigh was arrested. I wonder if he tried other things before he worked out this system, or if it just took him a couple months to figure Anything out about making contact?
And Tigh and Cavil are using very similar “send a message” rhetoric, that’s interesting.
And yeah, can’t blame Sam for taking the ‘they’re not coming for us’ attitude. And this argument between him and Saul is just. Amazing, I love it.
And Tigh’s face with “any word on Kara” I love their relationship so much.
“Hi, honey, I’m home.”
Five times, apparently!
Lol the casual way he steps over his own dead body.
And she doesn’t kill him that time, interesting.
“I’m a patient man.” “You’re not a man.” “I’m willing to wait. You just need more time.” SO FUCKING CREEPY.
“To know the face of God is to know madness.” I feel like that’s come up before and every time I hear it it’s followed up with “To love another person is to see the face of God” in my head. IDK if I’m going anywhere with that but…there it is.
“Either way you’ll be spending the night with me” FUCK. “I do love you, Kara Thrace.” Ffffffuck.
Oh man how quiet the flight deck is.
YAY KAT
THIS FUCKING SUBPLOT I HATE IT SO FUCKING MUCH.
Hi Hoshi!
Oh shit collision.
Dee is so pretty. And deserves so much better.
Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaate.
“You’re weak, soft. Mentally and physically.” I HATE THIS SUBPLOT. I REALLY HATE IT.
Not Lee and Bill fighting, that’s whatever. The Fat!Lee subplot, it is every kind of. Fuck it. Just fuck it. I hate it so much I can’t even words.
Playing pyramid while planning a suicide bombing yay.
“Not the first time we’ve sent a soldier on a one-way mission.”
“Some things you don’t do, even in war.” “Maybe you’ll feel different when it’s you sitting in detention.”
And Bill and Athena, yay!!! I still like my headcanon for why her hair is the same exact length as her sisters here XD
“I don’t do guilt,” he lied, like a liar.
“I sat here consumed with rage at all the things that had happened to me. And at some point I realized it was just guilt.” And she does call her betrayal what it is. And talks about choosing to forgive herself and move forward.
This is interesting, I’d kind of like to watch this scene back to back with that one bit with Dee during the Kobol arc.
Dee is so irritated right now and I kind of want to fast forward past this entire scene except I’m Committed to a full rewatch and if I didn’t fast forward through some of the earlier bits like in Six Degrees or Captain’s Hand I’m not gonna skip this. Also Dee’s face is pretty.
“You lost your war. And you’re a soldier who needs a war.” Interesting.
…and that was slightly Awkward exposition “that’s one of the reasons I married you.”
If they had Felix on the ground with them they’d probably have more luck with the comms.
And yep, there is a Raptor because of course there is.
YAY CONTACT!
Her face when they make contact!!!!
Have hope. We’re coming for you.
<33333333333
Tory is also Very Pretty.
I am…actually not surprised that there are 200 people. There were always going to be the Majority of people, who keep their heads down and just try to survive, low-level cooperation as necessary, and then the people on the outer extremes of either Resistance or Collaboration. And there are always going to be enough people on that Collaboration fringe. And they’ll have a lot of reasons for it, it’ll vary from person to person, but…it’ll always happen.
Ohhhhhh this prayer. Even without watching Resistance and getting to know this guy it’s. It’s a Lot.
And Baltar decides at the last minute not to go to the ceremony.
Felix’s hair is so Floofy I love it.
As he BOLTS to the dead drop location.
Tigh makes a very good tactical point. But does allow for the strike to be aborted if Baltar isn’t going to be there but Chief doesn’t get the message in time and…yeah.
He checks the bowl a Minute too early if he’d been just a Minute later…
“They call this a suicide vest, but I think that really underplays the homicide involved.”
OH THAT SHOT WITH THE CRACKED MIRROR
Don’t look suspicious don’t look suspicious
Centurion jumpscare! But then it turns away and lets him pass.
BOOM
Precipice:
Bill gets the previously on, I think!
Subtitles that was not Starbuck
Yessssss prison conversation!!!!! I love the scenes with the two of them talking when one of them’s in prison. They’re just. Some of the best.
(Yeah, no real comments I just. I just love scenes like this with Laura and Gaius.)
“Their only crime was putting on a uniform.” I think it’s this episode or maybe it’s the next one where Bill has a really great line about the importance of symbols/uniforms and just. PARALLELS I LOVE IT.
Well that’s almost certainly not Philosopher!Cavil but he did steal his hat!
“Which side are we on? We’re on the side of the demons, Chief. We’re evil men in the gardens of paradise, sent by the forces of death to spend devastation and destruction wherever we go. I’m surprised you didn’t know that.” I LOVE THAT LINE SO MUCH.
I also love how, whatever other shortages there might be, they Never run out of cigarettes XD
1150 armed effectives, nice to have numbers!
“Eventually, your people will see you as heroes.” “Not tonight."
Oh right Cally got taken I forgot that.
Poor Nicky. Poor poor Nicky.
Oh man especially after “one of these days you’re just not going to come home” she said in the last episode and oh maaaaaaan.
I do like the Bright Colored Coats in that shot of the marketplace.
Yeah, destroying the launch keys would cause more problems than it solved.
And Lee’s not wrong about the weapons drop.
“Detention is run by a separate ministry.” “How do you do it? How do you help them day after day? How do you look yourself in the mirror?" And Gaeta just. Trying to keep his cover. But he promises to do what he can to find out. “Why don’t you try and do something?” He is. But he cannot say it. Especially not where they might be overheard.
And Jammer is having Emotions.
“I bet they’re in over their heads. At first I bet they thought they were doing something good at first. Get the Cylons off the streets.” “Then they were frakking idiots. What did they expect? …you know any names?” “…no.”
“One day when this is all over, guys like Gaeta are gonna get strung up. And guys like you and me are gonna be there tying the knots.” Knowing how Collaborators actually goes, and how Chief handles things in there…MAN.
AND THE CREEPY THING WITH THE TODDLER LEOBEN YOU’RE A CREEPER JUST STOP.
“I remember I blew the crap out of that place.” “It wasn’t a total loss. We were able to salvage certain things. Like your ovary.” CREEP. ER.
She is a very cute little girl, though.
“What’s that?” Lol.
Ohh, that little half-smile as he carries her down the stairs.
YAY COMMISSIONING ATHENA TO SEND HER AS A LIAISON!!!
Okay, 2000 civilians with the battlestars yay numbers.
Oh and that reference to the Centurions being carefully restrained.
“If we go back to New Caprica now, and we lose, then humanity just stops. And admiral stars don’t give you the right to make that gamble.”
And that’s why Bill splits Lee and Pegasus off as a failsafe. “I know why we left those people behind. And I know it was their choice to be down there. And I realize the survival of the human race outweighs everything else. But this time, I can’t live with it.” Yesssssss
And they hug. But they don’t get their music this time.
Leoben is still fucking creepy talking about their fake baby’s future.
No, Starbuck’s not gonna let the little girl starve but. Man.
And this conversation about suicide bombings I love it. I love Laura and I love Saul and just. Love all of this.
Yeah, Saul, you deserved that. And Sam’s face in the background like “oooooh shit”
“Sometimes I think that you’ve got ice water in those veins and other times I think you’re just a naïve little schoolteacher. I’ve sent men on suicide missions in two wars now. And let me tell you something. It don’t make a godsdamned bit of difference if they whether they’re riding in a viper or walking out onto a parade ground. In the end, they’re just as dead. So take your piety and your moralizing and your high-minded principles and stick ‘em someplace safe until we’re off this rock and you’re sitting in your nice cushy chair on Colonial One again. I’ve got a war to fight.”
Tigh has the BEST LINE in this arc.
And Boomer is like “this is fucked up” and Caprica’s like “yes it is but how else to we respond to suicide bombings”
And Boomer is having Emotions!
(Lol Kacey’s mom is going to get one foulmouthed toddler back XD)
And Boomer goes to see Cally! Who was the cause of her (first?) death!
“I want you and Galen to know that I’m happy for you, especially since you started a family. Something he and I talked about before.” “Can you get me out of here?” “I don’t know. I have nothing to do with internal security—” “Then frak off you stupid frakked up toaster. How many times do I have to shoot you anyway? If you can’t help me, then just go away and leave us alone!”
EMOTIONS
Oh man this scene.
Power substation is crippled, two weeks to repair.
Just this pan around the circle of Cylons.
Caprica’s face oh man.
And he looks to her for help and she tries to defend him and.
“The first act of Cylon on Cylon violence” lol no.
“Everything we do requires your signature.”
“They’re covering their existential asses.” LOL.
“Then we’ll find another President.”
So this is…probably the first time Caprica has been killed in front of him to make a point But.
And the other Sixes’ faces.
“She’ll be back.” “But if he pulls that trigger now you won’t.”
Oh man and the change of lighting when we switch to Head!Six.
Interesting implication that she hasn’t been around and turns up after Caprica gets shot and then. And then he looks down and he’s already signed, and they’re just. Lined up staring at him. And that one Five is a little out of breath.
And we get a closeup on Boomer’s face and. Oh man.
YAY SHARON AGATHON
Helo is so haaaaaaappy
Aww, their little smiles as they walk away holding hands.
“Looks good on you. Belongs on you.” Awwwwwwwwwwwwww.
I LOVE THEM SO MUCH
“Can I ask you a question? How do you know? How do you know that you can trust me?” “I don’t. That’s what trust is. Good hunting, Lieutenant.”
Oh man Ellen’s faaaaaaace. And then Cavil asks about Saul and she freezes. And he’s asking for intel about the insurgency.
“We know he’s their leader. Why do you think we let him out of detention?” “I thought it was because of the twist.” “Well, yes, that too, for sure.”
“I want a specific place and a specific time of a very high-level meeting of the insurgency. If I don’t get it, we’ll pick up Saul again. And this time, he’ll lose more than an eye.”
And Saul’s reaction to hearing about Athena’s commission.
And Sam has the map for the meet! And hides it away when there’s a knock but pulls it back out when he sees it’s Ellen and oh man.
Yep, Sam knows how this part of things works, that’s why he’s on this council with the military guys.
And she takes the map when he’s planning to burn it and. Oh man. Her Face.
“Tell me you didn’t sign it, Gaius.”
“Have you even looked at the names?” “I’VE SEEN THEM. I’ve seen them, all right? There was nothing I could do.”
“No one enjoys the thought of mortal death, Boomer. But she tried to murder you. Maybe it’s God’s justice.”
AND THEN THERE’S THIS ASSHOLE (AFFECTIONATE)
And Zarek’s been in detention the whole time because he refused to collaborate.
Aww, Sam and Athena hug!!!
“Been a long time.” “Funny, I feel like I see you every day.” And her little half-smile.
And Gaeta is trying to find Cally in one of the trucks so he can help her.
Oh man and Kara taking Leoben’s hand there because. Oh shit.
“Last year. You tried to steal the election, didn’t you?” “Yes, I did.” “I wish you’d gone through with it.” “Me, too.” And on the one hand, when the Cylons turned up there was absolutely no choice but surrender (it’s everything he did After that that’s the problem). On the other hand, if she’d won, they never would’ve settled. So no one would’ve been in that position.
…but would something similar have played out on a less shitty planet if the Cylons caught up to them there? Interesting thought experiment.
And Jammer pulls Cally out of line and she obviously thinks he’s going to do Horrible Things to her which. Yeah.
Especially when he pulls out the knife. But then he cuts the tie and tells her to run and not look back.
And now all the police flee and Cavil just sidesteps as the Centurions show up. And Tom pulls Laura back and Cally is fleeing and she hears the shots and.
I love this arc a whole lot.
Exodus 1:
Chief gets the previously-on I think.
Maya! She’s like the only Wholesome named character in the entire canon. XD
Oh that shot of the empty socket.
“I want you to know that I would do anything for you.” And she was a split second from confessing and then Chief interrupts.
And he’s shaved!
And Saul cuts through Chief’s panic. “Take four men and get there ahead of the trucks. Chief! Pull it together. You won’t do her any good if you get caught too. Besides, the last thing your son wants is me and Ellen for parents.” There are so many levels of With Context there I can’t even XD
And Chief is still flailing while he looks for the coordinate list I love him. This relationship is very fucked up but I love him.
Yay Cottle’s in this episode!!!!
And Athena had her marines positioned for cover because she is Smart and so are they.
Chief’s learned a lot about ground ops since Kobol. So has Seelix.
“Where there are skinjobs, there are bulletheads. Break out the RPG.”
…oh man, that’s a thought. Chief, Cally, and Seelix were all on Kobol together (with Baltar). And now the three of them are here at that execution site. Does it mean anything? Probably not! But it’s a Thought!
Oh man, Chief holding Cally down under cover. And Jammer took his mask off.
Aaaaaand they find the map on Cavil.
OH RIGHT I KNOW THAT GUY. I forgot he was introduced this early but he’s in the Circle, isn’t he?
“They were waiting for us. Right where we thought.” Marine is like “yep I know my business thank you for listening” and then Sam gets the map back aaaaaand realizes Ellen sold them out and. Oh boy.
“Been a while since I had a woman throw me to the ground. Not quite as much fun as I remember.” LOL.
And Seelix makes sure the gun is out of range so Cavil will die slow.
And now Whichever D’Anna This Is is having Visions! I do love the really cool greyed-out lighting effects for this whole thing. And she sees the bodies, and hears Hera crying and sees herself picking the baby up.
“It doesn’t matter to me, really.” “You can stop that right now. My ego’s not so fragile as all of that.” Lol I forgot that bit was in there. “These things happen. Or they don’t happen.”
Okay Doral is not Entirely wrong about the importance of sanitation (and also that ‘lack of toilet paper’ comment hits a little different post-COVID lol)
“Four months of this, Gaius. Four months of watching you slip further and further down into this well of self-hatred and loathing. Do you know what I’ve given up for you? Do you?” “Do you know, what with the occupation and everything. I really can’t say I’ve given it that much thought recently.”
And this is why I headcanon that they actually don’t talk that much during this period. Not about anything serious or real. Except when he lashes out like this. They don’t talk about what they did. What they’re doing. It came up in a fic I wrote ages ago (which probably should’ve been two fics, it was two conversations) but like…yeah.
And then he says “Don’t go. …please.” And she watches him drink, and she does come back. Because they do love each other, even if there are these hollow places between them, these things they can’t say. (I do ship them very much; I do love their ending together; and I have…many more things to say about this period in their relationship but that is not the purpose of these notes lol.)
And that is actually Good Parenting, to apologize to the little girl and say it was because “I was upset with myself, not with you. Grown-ups do stupid things sometimes.” I love Kara a whole lot.
And Kacey grabbing her finger as she turns to leave and FEELINGS.
And Leoben is watching them.
D’Anna going through the city, seeing little flashes from her vision/nightmare…
[yeah there are reasons she’s another one I headcanon as force-sensitive for crossover purposes darth lawless is a cylon]
“Don’t be afraid, I know who you are, what you are. Poor thing. You must be terrified.”
“Zeus sees all. Sees you, Number Three. Sees your pain, your destiny. All the gods weep for you.” Oooooooooooh.
“There’s no Zeus. No other god but God.” “You don’t believe that anymore. You don’t know what you believe, and that is why you’re here.” “Not true. I don’t even know why I’m here. Stupidest thing I ever did.”
I’m really loving this scene more than I remembered omg.
“I have a message for you, from the one you worship. He speaks through me to you, just as he does in your dreams. The message is: the fruit born of two peoples is alive. A child named after the wife and sister of the all-knowing Zeus. Hera lives.” “That’s not true. The child is dead.” “You will hold her in your arms, and you’ll know for the first time what it is to feel true love. But you’ll lose everything you’ve done here.” And D’Anna is crying. “…wish I had some chocolate caramels.”
Okay but I love this oracle I want twelve.
Aww, Dee and Helo are being cute. “Will you quite looking at me like that?” “Like what?” “Like we’re never gonna see each other again. We will.” “Take care of the Admiral?” “Take care of his son.”
And this goodbye/separation ceremony I love it so much.
Racetrack reads from the Scrolls, I think! I can’t always recognize her out of her helmet, I’ll admit…
“Always together.” And then the hugs. My heart.
AND A FISTBUMP
“If I’m not back in 18 hours, find Earth.” “Yeah, right.” “I’ll see you at the rendezvous point.” “18 hours. Try not to be late.” “I’m getting old, I’m a little slow. But I’ll be there.” AND NOW WE GET THE MUSIC AND I DON’T LIKE LEE AND. EVERY. GODDAMN. TIME.
“Don’t make me cry on my own hangar deck.” FUCK YOU I’M CRYING YOU CRY WITH ME.
PUPPY!
“You don’t care who I am, do you? All God’s creatures in your eyes.”
YAY COTTLE! “Can’t sleep?” “Bad dreams.” “Didn’t know you people had dreams.” “Sure. Everybody dreams, Doc. That human or cylon blood?” “Cylon. One of the Fives got pretty shot up today by the insurgents. But he’s gonna make it.” “You could’ve let him suffer.” “That’s not what I do.” YES I LOVE HIM SO MUCH.
And now D’Anna (D’anna? Which is correct lol) turns the conversation to Hera and Cottle is like “…ah yes. That mess. Yay.”
“When that child died on Galactica, why did you cremate the body? The first cylon-human hybrid, and you threw it into the incinerator?” “It wasn’t my decision. It was the President’s call. I was just following orders.” “…that’s a very funny thing. ‘Cause this stuff all looks the same.”
…I don’t think this is the same dog that Lampkin later gets, I think he gets a yellow lab but I might be misremembering. The POINT is there are possibly TWO ENTIRE PUPPIES in the fleet.
“They left me in the hot sun with a bullet in my guts.” “What a noble race you are.” Shut up, Doral.
“Skin’s a lot tougher than you think.” Yikes. “Now that’s three for me. Three downloads. The first I just got a headache, but I could handle it. Now it’s worse and worse. This time it was like a white-hot poker through my skull. It’s not worth it. None of this is worth it.”
“He’s right, you know,” Gaius says quietly. While crying. …oooooooh. “It’s not worth it. Which is what I believe I’ve been telling you all along.” “Caprica, can you please control him?” “Why don’t you just shoot me, if that’ll remedy the situation?”
Watching Boomer in this scene, as she listens to Cavil’s story and is having Emotions and…knowing where that relationship is going (assuming this is Primary Cavil which. It’s hard to tell, but one can assume if there’s only one One in the scene it’s Probably him unless otherwise specified? Especially for Important Shit like overseeing the mass execution and these meetings.) and also her whole story arc in general. Man.
Caprica’s more ‘I don’t want to hear this but I’ll listen because I am the main reason we’re here.’
And the little glare she shoots Doral when he tells her to control Gaius.
Also the way D’anna was watching Gaius talk.
Oh, and while he was saying ‘why don’t you just shoot me’ Caprica apparently turned away, because she spins back around when Doral suggests cracking down harder.
“Consensus used to be so easy. Now look what they’ve done to us.” Oh, it’s not just this, though it definitely accelerated the fissures here. But.
“Worst comes to worst, we can always just nuke the city and be done with it.”
Aww, Athena refusing to give up her dogtags.
“Thanks for the concern. Makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.”
And Ellen gets dragged in and is Shocked to see Athena and. Oh man. Oh man oh man oh man That Scene is coming up and. GDI I’ve already cried once this episode.
“Where is my husband I want to speak to my husband!”
And Sam asks Athena to keep an eye out for Starbuck “I don’t know if she’s alive or dead, but it’s been four months.” “I’ll do what I can.”
“We’ll keep her on the move, along with other high-value targets. She’ll never stay in one place longer than two or three days.” I wonder who the other high-value targets are?
And Sam doesn’t know why Maya is so valuable, but he trusts Roslin and he will keep her safe. “How far do you want me to go? If it looks like the Cylons are gonna capture them…” “No. Don’t let it get to that point. That’s all.” He does asks what’s so important, and gets the “she may very well be the shape of things to come. That’s either a blessing or a curse” answer, which is vague, but enough for him to figure it out, maybe???? But he was clearly going to do it regardless of the answer, which is I think why Roslin actually let him in on the secret? That was a FASCINATING little moment omg gotta watch it again.
OH MAN ESPECIALLY SINCE THIS FLASHBACK COMES IMMEDIATELY AFTER HIS CONVERSATION WITH ATHENA AND HE KNOWS BUT. BUT BUT BUT OH MY FUCKING GOD.
…I wonder what the original purpose of this dug-out room where they’re having this conversation was. Maybe they just had the basement-type storage under several of the tents? They probably couldn’t’ve started digging them after the occupation, it would’ve drawn too much attention…
His FACE as he puts the pieces together and OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I NEVER NOTICED THAT BEFORE BUT HE KNEW SAM KNEW AND HE’S ONE OF THE PEOPLE WHO’S KNOWN/WORKED WITH ATHENA THE LONGEST IN SOME WAYS SO HIS CHOICE NOT TO TELL HER IS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD THIS IS BREAKING ME HOW DID I NOT NOTICE THIS SHIT BEFORE OH MY GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.
…ahem. I’m okay. Um.
holy shit though omgomgomg
…right, back to D’anna.
She’s wandering through the city, focusing on babies…but that one’s too young to be Hera.
And now the Resistance is talking weapons.
“No Pegasus, just Galactica.” “Why?” “Don’t know, sir. Way beyond my paygrade.”
Zarek asks if they’ve rehearsed. …he’s keeping to his carefully-constructed persona here, but I imagine that if he wasn’t satisfied with what Chief et al are telling him…if anyone knows how to sow chaos, it’s him. [if I write for GBB along with running it, one of my possible ideas (since most of my Ideas are way too long lol) is to do something Zarek-focused; possibly surrounding his original arrest…]
((and there’s this sam knew sam knew sam knew in the back of my brain that I’m not gonna stop thinking for a while lol it’s like https://64.media.tumblr.com/0ac9d8e9014935480bcfb5b3e643c385/f3631f541e57a655-5c/s1280x1920/7280e89354e384b744b17c5be078c1c177d243f3.jpg ))
And Mathias is pointing out that “when there’s shooting and chaos and panic it’ll be different” and Roslin doesn’t exactly tell her she’s wrong but…like there’s nothing else we can do about it, we have to trust we’ve prepared enough and hope for the best at this point.
“I trust you because I trust him.”
And then Ellen gets brought in.
Athena walking through the town, getting Looks and a bottle thrown at her and she just. Keeps moving.
And they confront Saul and Ellen with the map and.
“He said…he said he’d kill you.” “Who said it?” “One of the Brother Cavils. I did it for you, Saul. It was all for you. I had to. I didn’t have any choice. Don’t you see that?” and their FACES oh my god my beloved dumpster fire 2000-year-old robot drunks in love I can’t take it.
And Athena just puts her hand into the datastream, no unsettling self-injury this time Thank Fuck.
Oh, nice, voice-activated storage!!!
And D’anna (or some Three) interrupts. “…my God, it’s you.” Athena pulls a gun. “You’re betraying your own people. For what?” “I’m a Colonial Officer.” “You’re not one of them.” “I gave them my word.” “That’s not what counts. It’s who you give it to.” “I’m gonna have to shoot you now.” “Hera lives.” Oh, okay, it is D’Anna. “…what?” “Your daughter Hera is alive. Your new friends tell you that?” and Athena’s face and her flashbacks and oh maaaaaan.
“They faked her death and hid her from you.” “You would say anything—” “I had dreams. I had strange dreams that made me question my faith. Made me question God. And in the dreams, there was a human oracle, so I went to see Dodona Selloi.” “I’m not going to kill you, but I’m going to wound you so you can’t warn the others.” “The oracle said that the fruit born of two peoples is still alive. That Hera lives and I would hold her in my arms and I will know true love. Put down the gun, and when I find her, you can hold her, too.” And Athena kneecaps her. “Adama wouldn’t lie to me.” “You’re wrong. YOU’RE WRONG!”
Just. Athena’s face during that whole thing.
Enough fuel to make at least one jump! And she congratulates him on his son! “What’s his name?” “Nicolas, after Cally’s grandfather.” “You remember when you helped Chief spread Hera’s ashes? You actually saw the ashes?” “Yeah, of course. Why?” “Nothing. …just make sure Cally never lets her kid out of her sight.”
EMOTIONS.
And Helo is just bursting with pride when he reports that his wife successfully got the launch keys.
And Kat is fidgeting in the rec room and Racetrack is pacing and picks up the phone when it buzzes and IT’S ON!
“You’ve heard the news. You know the mission. You should also know that there’s only way this mission ends. And that’s with the successful rescue of our people off of New Caprica. Look around you. Take a good look at the men and women that stand next to you. Remember their faces. For one day you will tell your children and your grandchildren that you served with such men and women as the universe has never seen, and together you accomplished a feat that will be told and retold down through the ages and find immortality as only the gods once knew. I’m proud to serve with you. Good hunting.” YES YES YES YES YES.
…apparently Captain Kelly was in that episode??? I always miss him, lol…
Exodus 2:
Previously on from Bill!
“I’m having trouble accepting this.” “I know but we have to push forward. Keep the fleet together. Find Earth.”
“I haven’t given up hope.” “Yes, you have. I saw the look on your face when you got back from Galactica. Like you were never going to see him again.” “Am I that easy to read?” “Just to me.”
“No matter what the cost. No matter who we leave behind.” “You can do this. You can get us there. You are the commander of this fleet, and you will guide us to safety.”
(I don’t have a lot of Thoughts on this scene because I generally don’t have a lot of thoughts on Lee, but I do get flashes of why he and Dee love each other, even if she was his second choice.)
Oh no oh no oh no.
Sam pushing at Tigh with all the reasons and he’s like “I get it, all right?” “You know what has to be done here. If you don’t want to do it, I understand. But believe me, Colonel, someone is gonna do this. Now it would be better for her sake if it was you.”
His FACE oh my god oh my god oh no my heart.
(look I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again; Tigh grows on me more and more with each rewatch and so this is gonna kill me I will be deceased he is now one of my favorites and he and Ellen are just. Oh my god.)
“I had to do it, Saul. I had to. It was all for you. And I want you to know that I would’ve done anything to save you.” “I know. I know. It’s all right. It’s going to be all right.” “No, you don’t understand. I got you out of detention, Saul. It was me. I got you out. I went to see them, the Cylons. Finally got to the one (One?) in charge. And I got him to notice me the way men notice me. I slept with him. And I felt like puking every time he put his filthy hands on me. But I smiled and I faked it to save you, Saul. But you listen to me. I’d do it again. Frak anybody. Do anything. Even gave ‘em the map. I didn’t want anybody to be killed.” And he holds her and she’s crying and. And his face. And. And then he gives her the poisoned cup, and she nods a little. “I could use the drink.” And the LOOK they share. And. Kate Vernon has said she knew and she’s DEFINITELY playing it that way and oh my god his face and how calm she is and. “You’ve always been there for me when I needed you. Oh, I’m exhausted. I feel like I could just curl up here. Should’ve listened to you, Saul. Should’ve stayed on Galactica.” “Don’t worry about any of that now. You just…you just go to sleep.” “I’m sleepy…”
BAWL. ING.
I don’t even care that that was Really Fast for an orally-consumed poison to work I just.
“I love you, Ellen. Do you hear me?”
((this will come up again on the algae planet arc but…like…we have these instances of someone murdering their spouse, and that’s usually a certain Thing, especially when it’s a man murdering his wife, as both cases are, especially in a show with this much intimate partner violence, and yet. AND YET. Both murders are just. EMOTIONS. FEELINGS. BAWLING. FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.))
And the way he cries over her body and just. That last line of his. “I love you, Ellen. Do you hear me?”
FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Gaeta is just sketching; Baltar is drunk and rambling. “And where are we now? And more to the point, where’s Laura Roslin? Where’s Tom Zarek? At large. Whereabouts unknown. Free, at any rate. Probably with Colonel Tigh. Solidifying the insurgency’s hold on the public’s imagination.” “What would you have us do, Gaius?” D’Anna asks. “Leave. Pack up your Centurions, and go. Please. Go.”
And D’anna’s like “would you really leave us alone if we did that? Or would you raise your children to continue the war? Would you tell them to tell that story to their children, and their children’s children, so that one day they could go out among the stars and hunt the Cylons once more?” “Blood for blood. It has to stop one day.”
OH SHIT. OH SHIT, I THINK HE SAYS THE SAME THING WHEN HE’S TALKING CAVIL DOWN IN DAYBREAK. “Blood for blood. It has to stop one day.”
And ALL OF THE THINGS are exploding!
((Man, the Fours generally get…not a lot to do. I think one Four has had one line in this entire arc.))
Tory coordinating the evacuation!
OF COURSE THERE ARE WEAPONS HIDDEN UNDERNEATH THE PYRAMID COURT
Sam’s running the attack on the detention center.
And the maneuver from the beginning of this arc! Only now it’s For Real. And they do pull it off yay!
And there’s chaos in the office and Caprica goes over to Gaius who is just. Slumped over in the corner. “For nothing. All for nothing.” “We’ll start over, Gaius. A new city to rise from the ashes.” “It’ll be buried. Buried like the cities of old. Consumed by the wrath of God.”
And Boomer (probably) reports that the drone thing worked and we have two battlestars in orbit! “Adama’s back.”
And Leoben hits Starbuck when she tries to overpower him/kill him again to get out the door.
“You’re coming, right?” “My ship’s up there.” “You sure have a sense of the dramatic.” LOVE IT.
“Hey, you, you were on Galactica right?” “I didn’t do anything!” LOL But also poor Jammer. ((also the Parallel to when Helo singled out Baltar in the miniseries i love it))
“All hands, brace for turbulence.”
A second line for Simon! “Where’s Galactica?”
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES DROP THE BUCKET!!!!
FIRE!!!!!!
And Chief’s FACE while he watches this happen torn between “thank fuck” and his mechanic brain SCREAMING
“Well, this oughta be different” LOL HOTDOG
Oh, there’s Kelly.
And the Backlash when Galactica jumps away!!!
And they have Explosives for the prison!
Sam finds Kara yay!
And he’s so relieved she’s breathing and he kisses her “I’m gonna get you out of here” and oh no Kacey
There are too many baseships, they can’t hold off four, they were hoping to hold them off long enough for the civilians to escape and I mean I know how this ends I’ve seen it before but just. Bill’s voice when he says “we can’t hold off four” omg
Bill is running cords and there’s a medic (I don’t think Ishay?) there. And they don’t have their jump drive. And.
“Then that’s it. It’s been an honor.”
And this MUSIC
And then SUDDEN UNEXPECTED PEGASUS
“Damn you, Lee.” “…thank you, Lee.”
Love it.
And Lee is sacrificing Pegasus, putting it right in the center of the basestar formation.
And Kara wakes up and is like “put me down!” and she kisses Sam “is it really you?” “it’s really me, come on, we have to get back to the ships.” “where’s Kacey?” “who’s Kacey?” and yep Starbuck’s running back and Sam goes after her “GODSDAMMIT KARA NO!”
A third line for Simon! “There’s a heavy raider ready to evacuate us.”
The Cylons are pulling back, D’anna says she’ll stay behind to set off the nuke.
“You should go as well, Caprica. …and you. I don’t think you’ll want to be here after we’ve gone. There’s a place for you, too.” “For me?” “You were right and we were wrong. Should be some reward for that.”
“Gaius, we should go.” “I just want to sit here and die.” “You’re gonna get your wish, Gaius.” I LOVE YOU FELIX. And I do remember this confrontation and I love it so much.
Only a few civilian ships left on the ground.
“I believed in you. I believed in the dream of New Caprica.” “Gaeta, we all did,” Caprica tries, and he turns the gun on her. “No! not him. He believed in the dream of Gaius Baltar. The good life. Booze, pills, hot and cold running interns. He led us to the Apocalypse, and I—and I—I turned out to be…” “An idealist,” Gaius says quietly. “There’s no sin in that. Everything you say about me is true. Every word. But you have to listen to me. The Cylons have a nuke in this complex. Nobody…I mean nobody is getting off this planet alive unless I stop D’anna.” “Gaius, she’ll kill you.” “Then she’ll kill me. Or it’ll be down to Mr. Gaeta. Either way, the human race dies with me. Go ahead, shoot. What are you waiting for?” and he pulls the gun up under his chin and says “please. I’m begging you, please.” And that shot of their hands together on the gun. and Felix…still an idealist. Some part of him still a little bit in love with the best parts of Gaius. Gives him the gun. “You have one chance to put things right. Do you understand me? Get the frak out of here! Stop that nuke! Go!”
And Caprica pulls him away, his eyes still locked on Gaeta and. Man that’s another one of my favorite dynamics in this series, all the things that happen between these two. ((there’s a reason I had two versions of my ‘no one mourns the wicked’ icon for these two; one with this scene, the other with gaeta’s execution))
(his finger was actively on the trigger, too, before Gaeta’s hand joined his)
“Good work, and I’ll see you on the other side,” Lee says, when he gives the order to abandon ship.
“You too, Commander.” “Yes, sir.” Lol. But he does take a moment to say goodbye to Pegasus, which has been his home and his command for like a year and a half. “Thank you,” he says.
FUCK I’D FORGOTTEN THAT PEGASUS JUST. STRAIGHT-UP BATTERING RAMS A BASESTAR TO DEATH. TAKING IT WITH IT. WELL FUCKING PLAYED.
And then that piece of debris with the name of the ship.
And it’s eerily quiet under Starbuck yelling for Kacey. And Leoben comes down the stairs with the little girl. “I knew you’d be back. I saw it.”
LEOBEN. STOP. FUCK.
“Say the words. I want to hear it. And I want the rest of it. Like I told you.”
FUCK YOU.
“Fine. You win. I love you.” “Say it again.” And Kacey just looking up at the adults like ? “I love you.” “Now the rest.” And there’s a kiss and. Yikes. Just. Yikes.
“Was it everything you thought it would be?” “That and more. I’ll never forget this moment.” “Neither will I.” More kissing, and then she stabs him. And twists the knife. And Kacey looks down at his body, and here comes Sam!
“I’ll explain later. Let’s move.”
And Caprica and Gaius are looking for D’Anna. And they hear the baby crying!
“Frakking liar,” D’anna says, and then she hears the crying, too.
Poor Maya. Poor, poor Maya.
And Head!Six! “It’s her, Gaius. The first of God’s new generation.” “Hera,” he says.
“It’s a miracle,” Caprica says. “God spared her.”
And he stands up, holding her, as D’anna comes out of the tent.
“Hera,” she breathes. “Can I hold her?” And he hesitates for a moment, and then lets her take the child. And then he turns the gun on her.
“No!” Caprica says. “She won’t set off the nuke. Not anymore. Come on, Gaius. We have to go.”
And he follows her through the ashes and away.
And that shot of Laura back at her desk is Amazing. “All right. I’m ready to go.”
Chief’s face on seeing Kara with a baby. “I thought you were dead!” “Yeah, so did I!”
And then Kacey’s actual mom!!!
And that frozen heartbreak on Kara’s face, and then she forces a smile and.
“But you saved her. Gods bless you.”
That wild look on Kara’s face oh man oh man oh man.
Bill welcoming everyone aboard and Helo and Athena HUGGING and
And then Lee and Dee getting off their raptor and Bill like. “I guess you didn’t understand my orders.” “Never could read your handwriting.” MORE HUGS
“Permission to come aboard sir.” Oh, Saul. Oh poor Saul. “Permission granted.” And they exchange salutes, and. And the looks on their faces. “You did it. You brought ‘em home, Saul.” “Not all of them.” “I’m sorry.”
EMOTIONS. SO MANY EMOTIONS.
And then Bill is pulled away by the celebrating evacuees and Saul is just. Broken. :((((((( and back to Kara’s face and. And and and.
Oh, and there’s Gaeta leaning uncertainly against a raptor and.
EMOTIONS. THAT IS ALL.
“We’re still double-checking the manifests, but it doesn’t look like Maya made it off New Caprica.” “What about the baby?” And Tory just shakes her head. “I was there when the two guards left to take them to their ship. I don’t know what happened. I’m so sorry. I let you down, and I know that.” “No, you didn’t. it’s not your fault.”
…want to remember this for when I get to S4.
“This is bigger than us. This is life.”
And shaving off the moustache!
The FUCKING LIGHTER MUSIC AGAIN
Collaborators:
Gaeta gets the previously-on!
Oh, Jammer.
And Chief isn’t super thrilled about this whole situation but he’s doing it. It is really interesting to watch the faces/feelings/reactions of the different people in the circle.
Oh man Chief just quietly asking “did you do it.”
Okay, three days off of New Caprica at this point. I do love timeline markers! Don’t think we get a whole lot after this (except in No Exit?) but they’re nice while they last, lol.
And Chief didn’t watch the execution, his back was turned. Everyone else did.
Anders is starting to doubt the mission of the circle. Chief…isn’t doubting in the same way, but he hates it.
Nicky is such a cute pudgy baby I wanna squish his li’l cheeks I love him.
Chief asking Cally if Jammer was telling the truth. Too late to change his decision, and it wouldn’t have changed anything either, but he just…wants to know.
“How did you know about that?” Good question Cally.
Back to the usual titles! 41,435.
RIGHT THIS BIT. I love the blooper where Mary McDonnell and James Callis both crack up when she goes in for the kiss. XD
“Oh no.” “What?” “I’m dreaming, aren’t I.” Yes, you are.”
Oh right, the part where he’s just. Naked. For a good chunk of the episode.
I will say that, while this show doesn’t get nearly up to Spartacus’ level, it is pretty good about equal-opportunity nudity. And a fair amount of the nudity isn’t really sexual, just…naked.
…wonder what the last three days on that basestar have been like.
And Sam is trying but he doesn’t really know how to help Kara, and she doesn’t really know what she needs from him, and…
Three more days to swear in a new Quorum! And then we play musical chairs with the Presidency XD
“The whole thing should take less than an hour.” “You’re stepping down without a fight. That means you want something. Why don’t you put your cards on the table, and let’s see if it’s a price I’m willing to pay.” And yeah, Tom’s like “yeah I’m a realist, I know I’m not gonna actually hold on to power, especially since Bill doesn’t like me. But I want to be part of the new government.”
The thing about Tom here is that…yes, he stood up to Baltar/the occupation regime. He is very good at making a gesture/statement/Point like that. It’s a significant chunk of What He Does throughout the course of the series. But there’s these sort of two sides of him, when it comes to his approach as a public/political figure--making a Point, and being ruthlessly practical. Part of him believes at least a portion of his own rhetoric, part of him just wants power. He cultivates being liked as a means to gain and hold power (as a contrast to Baltar, who cultivates power as a means to being liked/respected, or Laura who just wants to get shit done and knows she can do it/looks at the alternatives and…yeah.) Anyway, the point I’m trying to make is that, if he’d been in Baltar���s position on New Caprica, meaning if he’d been President and not VP when the Cylons showed up…I genuinely don’t know which side of him would have won out. Because like I’ve said a couple times, once we get to that point, surrender is the only viable option. And part of Zarek would know that. But he’d also know that, once he made that call, his political career/power base would be absolutely destroyed. Especially given the specific reputation/persona he’s spent the last two years building. Even if he’d managed to get out of Cylon custody and work with the Resistance, even if the alternative to surrender is, best case scenario, he gets shot and they keep going down the chain of command until they find someone who will…so, does President Tom Zarek do the practical thing, or does he take a Stand? As VP, he can afford to take a stand, and show that courage that the Fleet needs, as Laura puts it.
…yeah, there’s a reason my Zarek tag is “and then there’s this asshole (affectionate)” and I might write about him if I write for GBB along with running it. He’s just. Fascinating. There’s so much to dig into here (I mean, there is for most of the characters, that’s kind of what this show Does, but).
…ANYWAY that tangent aside. Presidential musical chairs, resume.
Poor poor ironically named Felix Gaeta. I just wanna give him a hug.
“Who gave this man permission to enter the CIC?” Can’t really blame Tigh. And Helo’s like “Admiral ordered it, to fix the comms.”
And Gaeta just quietly stands there and takes it. “Do you know where my eye is?!”
Bill’s trying to get Saul calmed down, and…yeah, this is all very messy.
“Oh yeah. Just go to sleep. Forget about it all. Just forget about everything. Well I’m not forgetting. I’m not gonna forget.” I really love this in contrast to the way he is very Insistent on keeping things within correct bounds when working with the Circle when Connor wants to be Excessive.
57 more people to try in absentia, three days to do it. “Stop wasting time bitching and moaning. We all knew there was a clock when we signed on to do this.”
Yeah, like I was just saying. Connor “Most of these fraks are so guilty they stink. I can get through 50 of these things in an hour.” And Tigh slams his head into the table, and his voice is. So calm. And like. We know damn well Saul doesn’t have a problem shouting, he does it all the time. And just. Damn. “You think we’re thugs, handing out punishment on a whim? Jammer didn’t get airlocked because you thought he was guilty. There was evidence. You read the witness statements. He was tried and convicted by this circle. This is about justice. You got that? Justice!”
And now Gaeta’s name comes up.
And Tigh is like “You think I want to do this? I stood next to him in the CIC for four years. He was like family. But the fact remains he was Chief of Staff to Gaius Baltar, and that alone is enough to convict him.”
Anders is like “we don’t have any hard evidence, no witness statements, it’s not enough.” Chief agrees. Tigh points out that Baltar probably wasn’t directly running things because…the man has certain skills but. “He was the public face, but Gaeta was the brains. Everyone knew that.” And…honestly, during the year before the occupation, that’s almost certainly true. If only because Gaeta knew if he didn’t do it, Zarek would. Anything that actually did get done was probably mostly Gaeta. …or Zarek, depending on the specific thing.
“We don’t know what Gaeta did or didn’t do when he saw that list.” And Barolay’s like “you see a list like that, and you do nothing about it?”
And they call the question. And Sam’s like “No. I’m done. War’s over for me. I’m sorry.” Conner wants to push ahead without him, Jean’s like “we do need six votes.” Chief’s like “we don’t have six votes, I’m out too.” And Tigh, whatever his other personal feelings, has to agree. Because he wants to do this right. This is about justice.
Oh my god D’anna is so pretty in that dress.
“How are you, Gaius?” “…I’m alive, I suppose that’s something.”
((Also it is. Definitely my headcanon that the pills are 95% to shut Head!Six up. They didn’t really work; she was quiet for other reasons, but.))
The way her fingers linger when she hands them to him, though. And the way he pulls away when she sits down on the couch. “You’ll have to excuse me, I’m slightly confused. …how long have I been here, exactly?” “Three days.”
And the vote to let him stay/live is deadlocked. Three to three. And the Sixes are the swing vote, which surprises him. (I…wonder if it’s along the same lines otherwise as the Cylon civil war? The Threes are definitely voting to let him stay; the Ones are definitely voting to ditch him; the Fives probably follow the Ones’ lead. Probably the Eights are voting in his favor, but the Twos and Fours…)
Aaaaand yeah there are Missing Persons reports that Lee has to bring up. And ‘thousands’ of people got left behind on New Caprica, which is helpfully vague ((for fic/rp numbers I’ve used whatever number feels right in the moment))
Lee’s like “no, these are people we know got out, like Jammer.” “…yeah, I just saw him yesterday.”
So, thirteen people are missing, that means thirteen Circle executions. Plus 57 people left to try. Given that they were complaining about the time constraint for the remainder, probably we can assume no more than half of that have already been tried, especially since it probably took Zarek a day or so to set things up, pick his people, etc. There are 70 people on the list For Sure. If we assume maybe a handful don’t get convicted (or aren’t known to have gone missing after evacuating the planet)… 75 is a nice round number of people for Zarek to prioritize. Or maybe 72, that’s a multiple of twelve. Or 84, maybe. I don’t think any higher than that, though.
Ugh this FUCKING subplot again I hate it I hate it I hate it so much. “Hey, I dropped half a stone.” “Keep jumping.” HATE.
And Gaeta is isolated, and Starbuck is glaring at him from across the room, and she approaches and he…wants to believe she’s willing to talk to him. But he’s wary and. Can’t blame him.
“I heard about your situation.” “Right. I just try not to think about it anymore. You know? Kinda like you.”
“What do you want me to say? Maybe I could’ve done more, but when the Cylons landed, I thought it was important for me to keep my job. To help from the inside.” “By propping Baltar up and letting the Cylons walk all over us?” “No! I fed information to the resistance. I set up dead drops. There was a dog bowl. I passed along Cylon positions, internal memoranda…” “Riiiiight, Felix. You’re a frakking hero.”
And he leaves. Because what else can he do at this point.
And Caprica looks so sad. “Whatever feelings I had for you have to stop. I let my feelings cloud my judgment. I protected you. I gave your species a second chance. I even turned against a sister Cylon, and for what? I’m a Cylon, Gaius. Somehow I lost sight of that.” “You are much, much more than a machine. You’re a person. A real person. A woman. And you’re in love with me. And it hurts. I know it hurts. But believe me, I am the only one that can make it better. Don’t you see? I am the only one.” …yeah, you started out okay there, Gaius, if you had stopped with ‘I know it hurts’ or pivoted to ‘because it hurts me too’ or something along those lines…buuuuuuut nope. XD
He's not allowed out of the room, Centurion blocks his way. And then belatedly. “And I need you too! ……….maybe I should’ve started with that.”
((once again, resisting the urge to go on a long tangent about the two of them and their relationship, lol. Look, I love them, I’m invested in their eventual happy ending; I get very different things from the two of them than my other primary ships in this fandom; there’s a Lot to unpack particularly in this phase of their relationship and why it falls apart here despite the fact that they never stop loving each other and Because Destiny Said So is in play.))
Kara joins the Circle! And Tigh is very, very clear on the rules, because it is important to him. …probably because that’s one of the ways he can live with himself. Especially after Ellen.
And it really is interesting, the way Sam (and Chief) are trying to walk away from the hell they went through, trying to move on and keep living. Sam walks away, decides he needs a clean break; Chief stays involved because maybe he thinks the Circle needs someone with that perspective on it. And Tigh in his own way is clinging to that…especially given his line about being demons down there on that planet. Clinging so hard to doing this right. To making it justice, and not chaotic vengeful bloodshed like it was before.
“It’s not about settling scores or personal grudges. It’s a jury.” “We’re just dealing with the worst of the worst. People who did more than put on an NCP uniform or make a deal with the Cylons.” Yeah, because…well, like I said before, the Vast Majority of people are going to mostly keep their heads down and try to survive. And that is going to involve, for a lot of them, a limited level of cooperation, and where you draw the line between that and collaboration is important. And, like, look at Cottle and his sense of medical ethics. (lol if Zarek did try to put him on the Circle’s list he was definitely acquitted, but I genuinely don’t think his name came up. Just. A thought that occurred XD)
“None of this is legal, right?” Kara asks. “No, it’s legal,” Chief says. And shows her the orders from Zarek. “…you’ve got to be kidding me.” And Tigh asks for her commitment. And she’s in.
They give her a minute to go over the evidence. And Chief once again points out that they don’t know what Gaeta might have done when he saw that list.
…I bet Chief is wondering if Gaeta was his source. I’m sure a part of him is hoping he was. He likes Gaeta, Gaeta is a likeable dude. He liked Jammer, too, but Jammer’s guilt was a lot more unambiguous and also he wasn’t in a position to be the inside source. [for crossover purposes where I headcanon Chief as Force-sensitive…possible evidence? Lol.]
“My gods, the whole things like a bad dream, only we woke up and the traitors are all still here.” And Kara votes guilty immediately. Seelix says it has to be unanimous, and turns to Chief, who’s the last to vote. And Sam interrupts to talk to Kara. Tigh agrees because she’s already voted. …there’s a Thing here, about Tigh and his sense of duty and loyalty, but I can’t quite find the words for it. Maybe when I get to Crossroads.
“I quit because I’m not looking for ways to keep killing people.” “I need this, Sam.” “What, throwing a few people out an airlock is going to make you feel better about yourself? Because believe me, those aren’t the people who kept you locked in that room.” “They’ll do! And not just for me, but for every person we left back on that planet. Someone’s gotta pay. So you can either get with it, or you can get lost.” “Is that what you want, Kara? You want me to leave?”
“A lot of good people had to pay the price for what they did. Choices they made on New Caprica. Like my wife. And I liked her a lot more than I like Gaeta.” I do love that line.
“Look, Sam…I’m in a different place now. I…I don’t know how else to explain it to you. But I got out of that cell, and it’s like someone painted the world in different colors. And I look at you…and I wanna tear your eyes out just for looking at me. I just wanna hurt someone, and it might as well be you. So you should probably go before that happens.” :((((((((((((( I want to hug both of them so much.
“Baltar, not Gaeta.” “It’s the same damn thing.” “He’s right, Chief. A lot of people died because of them.” And Chief caves, and votes guilty.
Oh no oh no he’s giving her back the dog tags I’m gonna cry :((((((((
“Sam—” and then she pulls him back and kisses him and. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. And then she walks away. And that shot of him alone on the deck in semi-darkness I just. Babies. I love them.
And Gaeta is offered a chance to defend himself…after conviction. And he looks to Chief, who begs him to talk. “We’ll listen.” And then Connor cuts in. And Jean is like “say something.” And Felix says, “what’s the point? I already tried to explain. I’m not gonna beg.” And I can’t really blame him. “Too bad you didn’t grow that spine four months ago,” Tigh says. And Felix remains quiet. But Kara, in her blind unfocused rage and pain, saves him. Unintentionally.
“Beg. Beg.” “Thrace—” “No. Beg. Come on, Felix. Tell ‘em how you were working for the resistance the entire time. COME ON! Tell them about all the important information you gave them. Tell them about the messages, and the dog bowl, and everything else.” And that catches Chief’s attention! “What? What did she just say? What did you say to her? Tell me. What did you say to her?” “There was a yellow dog bowl. It was a signal. It meant there was a message in the garbage dump. I turned it over. It was a signal. It meant there was a message in the garbage dump.” “…that was you. Oh, my g—” And he cuts him free. “There was a yellow dog bowl. I used it. You were wondering who the source was, Colonel. There’s no other way he could’ve known. He’s the only other one who would’ve known.”
And Gaeta just quietly says. “I did what I could.” And slowly gets to his feet. “I don’t know what else I could’ve done.” And he walks through them and away. And the Look Chief and Tigh share.
And Bill and Laura are calling Zarek on this crap. …and Tory is there, too! Because all of the Five have to be involved in this (except Ellen). I doubt she says anything but the fact that she’s There.
“They have a jury. But they don’t get lawyers. They don’t get to showboat for weeks on end while they find ways to blame the system. And they don’t get lasting fame as martyrs or innocent people just in the wrong place at the wrong time. They just disappear. Now. In the grey twilight between the long night of the occupation and the dawn of a new era. You come into office clean, without their blood on your hands.” “Well, thank you. That’s very poetic.” A) I love the look on her face that’s like “someone’s speaking from Direct Personal Experience don’t think I’ve forgotten how you became a household name Tom” and B) just the way she cuts him off I love everything about this. And the boundaries she works to set, just like when she and Tigh were arguing about suicide bombers on New Caprica.
“You think by making the trials public, you’ll find justice?” “Yes, I do.” “Come on, Laura, you’re not that naïve. Let me tell you what’ll happen, if these cases go to trial. It’ll consume this fleet for months, maybe years. People will be lining up to testify against their neighbors. It’ll be a circus, an entertainment for the mob, and you’ll be signing death warrants every day. Is that how you want to spend your term, Laura? As executioner-in-chief?” he’s not Entirely wrong here and she knows it and she hates all of it. Which is why she does what she does next; if he hadn’t had the Circle in play, maybe she would’ve done something different re: the amnesty (like she says she was planning to do), but…again. He’s Not Entirely Wrong. But definitely after Zarek did what he did, she’s backed into a corner there.
Also oh man her speech playing over Kara hanging up the dog tags Sam gave her back and Saul finding Ellen’s clothes and hanging them up and…
“We all feel the need for justice, and we all feel the need for vengeance, and telling the difference between the two can be difficult at times.” And the way it panned over Zarek and Bill there was. Amazing.
And cutting to Baltar and Caprica on the basestar when she says “we are all victims of the Cylons, and none of us can be impartial.”
Caprica leaving Gaius clothes; she did vote to let him stay in the end.
“There will be no prosecutions. I am issuing a general pardon for every human being in this fleet. This will not be a popular move today, but I truly believe this is the only way for us to move forward in strength. In the spirit of healing and reconciliation.” And that it goes to Tory when she says that.
And lol once again Bill leads the applause for Laura I love it.
Gaeta still eating alone. Until Chief goes over to him.
I do appreciate that Gaeta didn’t have to cut his hair again when he resumed his military position. I like Floofy!Gaeta XD
Torn:
This weird-ass fucking arc here we go!
Baltar gets the previously-on.
Hurray for beachside fantasies! ((…I mean, I know some of it is because of the lakehouse, but it is interesting how many of his fantasies involve water. Mostly in context of the Selkie AU which I probably will write more of someday XD) And Head!Six is back. “I thought you’d abandoned me to your Cylon comrades.” “Would I do that?” “You’ve always been more…unpredictable than your flesh and blood counterparts.” “A man who loves women as much as you do should’ve learned that a long time ago.” “I’m a slow learner.” “Then take this period to learn all you can about the Cylons. You’ll need it in the days ahead.” And now she tells him about projection! “What are you, really? You’re either connected to the woman I knew on Caprica, or you’re a damaged part of my subconscious struggling for self-expression. So which is it?” “I’m an angel of God sent here to help you. Just as I always have been.”
And he’s no less afraid (of her) when he wakes up, for all he pretends not to be in the dream.
((and now I’m distracted by wondering where the clothes he was given came from. Were they. Like. Just what he was wearing when they left New Caprica, only cleaned? Did they get taken from one of the Fives? I mean, they’re a little too…sedate in color for that But XD))
Yeaaaaah time would Absolutely not feel real in that room, especially when he’s alone most of the time.
“We’re all part of one big ecosystem.” “…yes, I can feel it breathing…” that’s Fascinating and I love it.
And then Caprica comes in and D’Anna pulls away a little. And they start asking him questions about Earth. “Do you know how to find it?” “Not really, no. That’s unfortunate. There was a hope—my hope—that if you knew about Earth, it would justify keeping you alive a little longer.” “Wait. Wait! When I say I do not know exactly where Earth is, that is not to say I don’t know a great deal about it’s possible location. I spent hours—days—weeks—months!” Lol. I mean, he’s actually probably telling the truth here; along with the other projects he was working on for the science part of his job. But just. Watching him flail after D’anna pulls that “what a shame” thing.
And Caprica is still being a little distant. “We’ll get back to you.”
And he asks the real question! “Why do you care about finding Earth?” and the look on his face when D’anna tells him “we’ve decided it’s going to be our new home.”
41,422!
Back to training exercises; Lee and Starbuck are back in their cockpits, Helo is still acting XO.
Aaaaaand collision when Starbuck ignored orders and went out of formation.
“How’d you land this thing?” “Pointed it towards the deck and stopped when I got here.” Lol.
Lee benches Starbuck which. Yeah honestly kinda fair at the moment.
And Tigh is hallucinating Ellen’s voice! And he goes into the hall looking for her and…
…
Yeah.
https://textsfrombsg.tumblr.com/post/6491550426/submitted-by-derevko
Awwww, Kacey!
“Gimme a hug!”
I wonder when it changed from Camp Oil Slick to Dogsville.
“The last thing I need is a two-year-old friend. And Kacey does not need me in her life. So do us both a favor and don’t bring her around here again.” Can’t really blame Julia for being Annoyed, but also…yeaaaaaaaah.
FUCK THIS SUBPLOT WITH A RUSTY SPOON.
And yep, he wasn’t lying, Gaeta’s building on the same research. “If there was one thing I learned about Baltar, it was his extraordinary capacity for self-preservation. I think he wanted to find Earth because he wanted to get there.” That is. Certainly at least partially true. And also probably part of it was that it was an interesting and challenging Science Problem for him to solve.
“Initially, I thought the doctor might be off his meds as well.” That shouldn’t be as funny as it is XD
I do love that little flash of her soft smile as they’re walking down the hallway and he’s bitching about his conflicted feelings.
Random naked Eight doing her naked Tai Chi because Eights are just very comfortable with their bodies XD and he’s distracted for a moment because…well, yeah, and then he’s like “…sorry, didn’t mean to intrude.” And LOL him putting his hand up to cover his eyes as Caprica drags him away.
And he gets her to actually explain projecting. “Have you ever daydreamed and imagined you were somewhere else?” “…I have an active imagination.” LOL “We choose to see our environment in any way we wish. You see us as standing in a hallway, but I see it as a forest. Filled with trees, birds, sunlight…” “Like the walks you and I used to take. On Caprica.” “…the aesthetic is what gives me pleasure. Not the specific memories.”
I wonder if they can do this outside of basestars, or if they need the network/datastream to do it?
“Instead of looking at blank walls, I choose to surround myself with a vision of God’s creation.”
And now he’s back on the beach with Head!Six. …and starts to wonder if it’s the same. “Is it a coincidence?” she asks. “What are you saying? Is there a connection? Because of my experiences with you—am I a Cylon?!”
And back to Caprica. “What was that?” “…nothing. Just thinking out loud. Silly me.”
((Like, I know that the writers specifically had a rule that anyone other than Roslin or Adama was fair game for a Cylon reveal, but I genuinely think that it could never have been Baltar. It would have broken too many mythology and thematic rules. He and Helo are the ones who never could be Cylons because of the way the narrative is structured around them; Bill and Laura could never be revealed as Cylons because of the emotional rules/core of the story.))
And Racetrack is willing to fly second chair for Athena, and calls her Boomer, and she’s like “…that was someone else.” And then Helo gets everyone to pitch new callsigns and most of them are terrible jokes (as callsigns often are) but then someone suggests Athena and. Yep! …and by someone I mean Hotdog XD “usually accompanied by the goddess of victory” and the little SMILE the Agathons share and their hands and that little kiss and I love them.
Aaaaand in comes Tigh who’s still in a Mood.
Dead Man’s Chest is apparently another card game besides Triad!
Aaaaaaaand now Kat is needling at the gap/wound between the people who were on the planet and the people who were in the fleet and.
Helo does briefly step in to defend the crew, but knows when to back down, even when Tigh takes a…not even really a shot at Athena, more at the whole Situation. “While you were pinning wings on your Cylon girlfriend, our people were strapping bombs to their chests to take the bastards out. So forgive me if I don’t get all misty about your sacrifices.”
Kara and Saul have never gotten along quite as well, it’s a problem.
“You seem distracted, Gaius.” “…do I?” “You can rest easy. Your navigational data and your rescue of the child have gone a long way to convincing the others, for now.” And then he’s doing the math, and she starts softening a little, “I used to think that you and I might have a baby one day…”
(still clinging to my headcanon that the glowyspine is related to conception, even though I know there’s an Official explanation)
“There are twelve Cylon models, but in the entire occupation, I only ever saw seven. Here, only the same seven. Who are the final five?” “I can’t talk about them.” “Can’t, or won’t?” “I can’t. it’s complicated, but we don’t talk about them.”
Aaaaand now we get to the Actual plot of this episode! “Six, we have a problem.”
Basestar hybrid yay!!!!
The datastream here is fairly literal and it’s kind of beautiful.
And that Four does seem to think the disease would download with the victims which…I don’t think that makes a whole lot of sense but what do I know. …but it is probably better to assume it might and take precautions just in case.
And Head!Six orders him to volunteer. “You have to prove to them you can be counted on in an emergency. Show them you’re worth keeping alive.” “And if you are a Cylon, one of the five you haven’t seen yet, wouldn’t you rather just die and get it over with?”
And he does volunteer, and Caprica’s face when she says “what?”
“A truly selfless act…” Well. Not really. But.
“Here’s to knowing that someone will always have your back.” “The sentiment’s good, but in my book, trust is an overrated commodity.” And everyone’s drunk and everyone’s still hurting and Kat and Kara are always good at Escalating a situation.
“Every colonist that landed on New Caprica was loyal…to a point. It was amazing watching those people that you thought you knew go over to the Cylons.” Yesssssssss.
And Helo’s like “I…really don’t want to talk about the problems Tigh and Kara are causing, in part because Kara is one of my best friends, and in part because after my own experiences in occupied territory and coming back to the fleet, I do get it. But the Admiral is asking me directly, so…I can’t not.” “Suddenly, it’s like if you weren’t in the ground war, you can’t be trusted.” “They’re destroying morale and unit cohesion.” “They both know better.” “I don’t think they care, sir.” Right now, no.
“Atrophy. Don’t ask me how. I’ll be dead in a thousand light years.” I really genuinely love the basestar hybrids, they’re Amazing.
Also the way all these…disconnected/sort of floating/almost…dissociated isn’t the word I want but. Just. The Vibe of these sequences on the basestar during these first couple episodes is Really Cool.
Also Baltar in a flight suit is the weirdest fucking visual XD
Lol, of course the Twos are the ones who pay attention to the Hybrids’ babbling.
“She is the baseship in a very real sense.” “Mind gone mad.” “She experiences life very differently than we do, Gaius. She swims in the heavens, laughs at stars, breathes in cosmic dust…maybe Leoben is right. Maybe she does see God.”
And that ‘to know the face of god is to know madness’ (with the ‘to love another person is to see the face of god’ corollary) pops back into my head…
Oh man the creepy floaty dead raiders.
He’s trying to be detached and analytical but. His face. At least until he sees the beacon they brought on board.
“I would never do anything to hurt you.” Oh, man, this scene with this Six. Just. Oh shit. And she asked him to kill her, and he doesn’t want to, and then she accuses him of doing this on purpose and does she believe that or is she trying to get him to do what she asked in the first place and then he does and. Man.
Oh shit. “I see nothing. Nothing of consequence. There’s nothing left to do here.”
“Whatever you think I did, I didn’t do it, honestly!” “We followed your coordinates and found a disease with no treatment or cure.”
And they’re arguing and then D’anna just slams her hand into the datastream. And they have to abandon that basestar. And the Hybrid is screaming.
“Mists of dreams drip along the nascent echo, and love no more. End of line.”
“The Hybrid objects.” “She doesn’t get a vote. Jump the ship.”
“You noticed nothing suspicious on the infected ship?” And Caprica finds the proof he’s lying when he says ‘nothing,’ as she goes through the pictures he took.
And Bill goes to talk to Kara and Saul.
“Give me your sidearm.” “…what?” “Your sidearm.” And she has no idea what’s going on, but she does pull out the gun for him. He cocks it and tosses it back on the table.
“There’s a live round in that!” Tigh says. “One of you, I don’t care who, pick that up and shoot me,” Bill says. “Admiral, I don’t—” “I didn’t say to talk. You’ve done enough of that already. I said to pick up that weapon and shoot.” “You gonna turn the rest of my pilots against each other? Poison the crew? You’ve already done that. Both of you.” “Yeah, well, if you’re looking for an apology—” and he shoves her chair over. “You were like a daughter to me once. No more. You’re malcontented and a cancer. And I won’t have you on my ship. So you have a choice. You figure out how to become a human being again and an officer, or you can find another place to live, off of this ship. You’re dismissed.” That first bit was a lie, she is still his daughter. But. “You gonna kick me out of my chair, too? Don’t patronize me. Say what you came here to say.” “If you need time, Saul, you take all the time you want. But I gotta run a ship. The last thing I need is a one-eyed drunk sitting down here sowing discontent and disobedience. So I’ll tell you again Saul. You can pick up that gun and kill me, or you can go back to your quarters until you’re ready to act like the man I’ve known for the past thirty years.” And Saul empties the gun. “That man doesn’t exist anymore, Bill. And you won’t be seeing me again.”
Man. Just. The way he gets from there to how he reacts to the Reveal at the end of the season I just. I love Saul. Every time I watch this show, I love him more and more.
And Kara is cutting off her hair and everyone’s just kind of baaaaaacking away from her and her knife. But she is resetting, as best she can.
And Saul is just. Back in his quarters. Drinking.
And she goes to see Kacey yay!!!!
Who really is a very adorable two-year-old. And probably swears as much as Kara now XD
Oh Kara’s face when she holds her my heart :(((((((((
And Saul staring at the picture and holding Ellen’s jacket and……..man.
And Racetrack is so excited to see the nebula! And Athena’s like “something is Off” and then they see the drifting raiders and the basestar and… “When God’s anger awakens, even the mighty shall fall.” “Frak, Athena, we need to get out of here!!!”
A Measure of Salvation:
Previously on is…Lee, maybe? Maybe Helo? Does Helo ever get a previously-on?
Oh man the way they keep cutting to Athena as they board the basestar and. Anxiety.
Also everyone else has a helmet even lee why doesn’t she get one.
(also lol because Dean Stockwell is Sir Not Appearing In This Two Parter there are no dead Ones XD At least the Fours get stuff to do this episode…)
Oh, man, Athena’s face when she kneels next to her dead brother.
And now she’s putting her hand in the data stream and I know she’s immune but aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Oh god the datastream is all sludgy. “You sure you want to do that?” “It’s how it works.”
And Lee’s brevet promotion to Commander has been revoked, he’s back to Major.
Five living Cylons! A Two, a Four, a Six, an Eight, a Five.
And they’re praying.
Athena cradles her sister Eight’s head. Eight calls her a traitor, then tells her to save herself. “Get away from us.” And the Six tells her the same thing that other Six told Gaius.
“Infected?” “…son of a bitch!” Lol Matthias’s tone XD
“Uh, Galactica, Apollo. We have a situation down here.” You sure do!
((lol imagine if their recon ran into Gaius and the other basestar that would’ve gone real weird real fast I’m sure someone’s written that fic but))
41,420! …wait, who died in the last episode I’m confused.
Yay Cottle! And yeah, this is Absolutely the kind of shit the military would have an Established Procedure for, he just has to brief command on the specifics since it’s his department.
And yeah, while Cottle wanting the beacon to study makes sense, Bill deciding it’s too risky also makes perfect sense, so he doesn’t fight it and just moves on to the question of the five survivors/prisoners.
“How many prisoners?” “How many you got?”
And the basestar goes Boom!
“Massive energy discharge from the basestar! …it exploded, sir.”
Back to the other basestar for a little light torture!
“How long have you planned to betray us?” Yeah, because that was a STUPID lie you told. Like. I get that you were panicking because of that Six and what she said but like. Lying about the beacon when you already have a picture of it is going to cause you way more problems than it solves!
And Caprica’s crushed face, and D’anna’s disappointment.
“You’re only making this harder on yourself.” “We know about the beacon, Gaius. You knew it was out there. You knew it contained a deadly virus.” “This is a most profound understanding. Yes, I did discover it on the baseship, and I should’ve told you sooner, but I thought you’d link me to the virus, I was wrong, it was a mistake, it will never happen again, and…”
And Caprica is on the edge of tears because after everything she does still love him. “I’m sorry, Gaius.” As the Centurions come in.
And D’anna’s little sad smile. “Things would have been so much simpler had you only told the truth.” And she adds, very matter-of-factly, “We think you know more about this virus, and we intend to find out.”
“Relax. Have a drink.” Head!Six says. “I can’t. The pain.” “It’s all in your head, Gaius. Pain, pleasure, they’re all just neural impulses sent to the brain. You decide how to interpret them. They can be pleasant…or unpleasant.”
[gotta love when I’m watching this particular torture scene and the dog interrupts saying ‘throw the ball plz’ XD]
[I did in fact pause to throw the ball what kind of monster do you think I am]
And Caprica’s face as she listens to him scream, and turns and walks away. And the look D’Anna gives her is soft, and sympathetic. Almost empathetic.
“I want it to stop, Gaius. I don’t want you to feel this pain. And neither does Caprica, do you?” “No.” “I love you,” he says, looking at Caprica, and her face oh man.
“You feel anything yet?” “Yeah, I feel sick. Sick of you bugging me.” “You didn’t touch any infected skinjobs.” “Not my fault you’re clumsy.” “You can kiss my infected ass.” Lol I love Hotdog. And Racetrack. I’m getting better at recognizing her out of her helmet!
“Well, you can kiss it, but it’s not infected.” LOL COTTLE I LOVE YOU.
And humans are immune but Athena still might not be so she has to stay in quarantine. And oh no Helo waiting outside and his face. “Please tell me she’s okay.” And Helo very briefly accuses Cottle of prejudice, but is more focused on reassuring Sharon as best he can and then “you come for me the second you know” and I love those two so fucking much.
Cottle goes to check on the prisoners, and has them take the Five. “He’s the furthest gone.” And he can’t cure them, but he can keep them alive.
And some medical technobabble about a vaccine but Cylons have an antibody that will break it down so it won’t function as a cure, and they’ll need several injections in close intervals. It’ll treat it but not cure it.
Lee asks “should we bother keeping them alive.” Which. …I mean, yeah, it does need to be asked. Helo suggests keeping them alive to question for intelligence. And Bill agrees, with Roslin pointing out that dangling the vaccine as a bribe to get them to talk might work. “They don’t need to know it’s a stop-gap.” So far, so good, but I do know how this meeting ends soooooooo yeah.
Hey, we’re using Helo’s name! “Karl’s wife called it ‘the prayer to the cloud of the unknowing’.” I think that’s. like. One of three or four times in the Entire Series someone calls him Karl, lol. “She said they only use it when they’re facing an imminent death that’s final, no chance of resurrection. They were ready to die.” And Laura points out, just because they’re ready to die doesn’t mean they don’t want to live/none of them would take the chance if it was offered.
And the Four takes it!
God I love his voice.
“It infected everything. Baseship. Raiders. Centurions. Until we were finally abandoned by the other Cylon ships.” “Why not just put you under quarantine until they found a cure?” “Fear of spreading the disease. They told us there was a bioelectric feedback component to the pathogen, it corrupts how our brains manage our immune systems. If one of us dies and is resurrected, the disease will follow, infecting the resurrection ship and the fleet.” I still say this makes very little sense, but again if there’s Even A Chance I can understand not wanting to take the risk. “Why were you in this area?” “We were sent here to look for the lion nebula. Baltar…said it would point the way to Earth.” And reveals that Baltar is alive and on the baseship, helping them find Earth! Huh, I thought they didn’t know until the algae planet, guess I misremembered.
“We want a new beginning. Much like you. I gave you information. She said that there was a cure.” “Doc Cottle will be giving you the medicine.”
The Fours really do need more love [which is why there’s one in TOB]
…I still feel like it’s weird that Lee is the one who immediately jumps to genocide via biowarfare. I mean, not that he’s willing to do it, but that it was his idea. …granted, I’m not sure whose idea it should have been, out of the people in the room. But…ah well, this is a Weird Ass Arc anyway.
“You sure the virus will download into a new body?” “The Cylons are sure of it.” Again, even if they’re not sure, making the choice to sacrifice the infected basestar Just In Case is a horrible but…you can see the logic of the decision. Even if the Hybrid objected. So, if we’re going this route, following that same logic only in reverse “we can’t be sure but it’s worth trying.” “The fact that they left their wounded out there to die alone with no hope of rescue tells me all I need to know.”
And Helo is the one who calls it what it is. Using the word genocide.
“They’re not human. They were built, not born. No fathers, no mothers, no sons, no daughters.” “I had a daughter. I held her in my arms.” “She was half-human. These are things. Dangerous things.” “You can rationalize it any way you want. We do this, we’re no different than they are.” And Laura says, “I respectfully disagree. They started this war, and not being content with wiping out billions of human beings, they pursued us relentlessly through the galaxy, determined to wipe us out.” And then Helo brings up what they were trying on New Caprica which. Was a Mistake. Because he’s not wrong but that is Not the argument to use.
((also this whole situation is…weird, the writing is weird, Choices Were Made.))
“You would serve your fleet better if you would remember that the Cylons are a deadly enemy of the human race.” “I’m talking about right and wrong. I’m talking about losing a piece of our souls. No one wants to hear that, right? Let’s keep it on me. Yeah, I’m married to a Cylon. Who walked through hell for all of us how many times? And she’s not half anything. How do we know there aren’t others like her? She made a choice. She’s a person.” This is absolutely true; but there’s a point (and we’re past that point) that you can’t wait and hope for that. “They’re a race of people. Wiping them out with a biological weapon is a crime against—it’s a crime against humanity.” “But they’re not human, they’re programmed,” Lee says. “We will take your input under advisement,” Laura says. “Thank you both.”
And once again, we have a lot of that same rhetoric used—for the suicide bombers, for how the Circle was supposed to operate…that recurring theme of ‘we have to be worthy of survival’/’there are some boundaries we have to maintain/some lines we Cannot Cross or we will lose ourselves.’ And the Pegasus arc, too. And just. …again, this arc is weird for a lot of reasons but it does hit hard on that point once again and does so fairly well.
Back to the torture porn! …well I think I’m funny. …although actually the torture isn’t super graphic. Although the minimal BGM, just the machine whining and Baltar’s shaky breathing and occasionally screaming is. Effective.
“I can guide you through the torment and beyond, but you have to do the work.” “I’ll do anything,” he tells Head!Six. and D’anna hears him. “Tell us what we want to know,” she says, softly. “Look at me,” Head!Six says. “When you make love to me, you don’t always think about me.” LOL. “Your mind wanders, I know that. You think of equations, puzzles, your laundry…” okay I love that ‘equations’ is on that list just. What a Delightful character note. “It’s the nature of the mind to disconnect from the body, enjoining on its own. Separate your mind from your body. Keep your mind in that room. Use your intellect against her. Reason. Logic. Analysis. Find the holes in her psyche.” “I can’t—the pain—” “The pain’s only in your body. So keep your body here with me. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it.”
“This is what the absence of pain feels like,” D’anna says. And that little almost wink. “It’s easy to forget.” This is so fucked up I love it.
“It was a coincidence.” “There’s no such thing as coincidence. God wills the universe according to his design.” “Focus on her. As a Cylon, not a woman. Be a scientist. Examine her faith.” As she starts undoing her dress.
“I’m a scientist. And as a scientist, I believe if God exists, our knowledge of him is imperfect. Why? Because the stories and myths we have are the products of men. The passage of time. Religion in practice is based on a theory. Impossible to prove, yet you bestow it with absolutes like “there is no such thing as coincidence.”” “It’s called faith.” “Absolute belief in God’s will means there’s a reason for everything. Everything. And yet…you can’t help asking yourself how God can allow death and destruction and then despise yourself for asking, but the truth is, if we knew God’s will, we’d all be gods, wouldn’t we?” I love that last line so much. “I can see it in your eyes, D’Anna. You’re frustrated. You’re conflicted. Let me help you. Let me help you change. Find a way to reconcile your faith with fact. Find a way toward a rational universe.” As she’s selecting her next torture instrument.
“Give your body to me. Only your mind is there. Feel me. Feel this where she wants you to feel pain. Look at me. Look at me, Gaius. Do you want me to believe you’re worth saving? Do you? Say it.” “I want you to believe in me! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Please! Please, don’t stop! You have to believe in me! You’re all I have left!” and D’Anna’s face, because as far as she knows, he’s talking to her. “Now tell me you believe in me. Tell me you believe in my strength!” “I believe in you! I believe in you.” And he whispers, crying, “I love you with all my heart.” And that’s. that’s a lot of blood from his ear. Wow.
And D’anna just sort of…petting him as he passes out.
YAY ATHENA IS OKAY! “Something about fetal blood cells, whatever, I’m immune” aww that tacklehug the way she jumps up to him I LOVE THEM THEY’RE SO CUTE ONLY GOOD THINGS FOR THE FIGHTING AGATHONS. “Our baby saved my life. She’s gone forever, and she saved my life. Hera kept us together.” And she’s unfastening his belt for Victory Sex and he can’t help thinking about the genocide that’s being discussed, and he tells her what the plan is. And she starts crying. “The infection’s gonna spread everywhere.” And he’s crying a little, too. That shaky breath before it cuts to Bill and Laura.
(Also I love her curled up in her chair super cute.)
“There’s a point I’d like to make,” Bill says. “The law forbids me to use biological weapons without a direct Presidential order.” “Which means you’re passing the buck.” “On this one, yes. Helo’s right on one thing. We start destroying entire races, even mechanical races, we’re liable to tear off a piece of man’s soul.” “The Cylons are coming to Earth. If they find us, they’re coming for us. Those are the stakes. They always have been, Bill.”
And Athena is. Not going to fight it. “You think I don’t know that? I made a choice to wear a uniform. To be a person.” “You were a person before you put on that uniform, okay? You were a person before I fell in love with you. You don’t have to prove that.” “I have to prove it every day. Let me tell you something, Helo. My people may die. My entire race may be wiped out. But this Cylon will keep her word, even if that means she’s the last Cylon left in the universe. Can a human being do that?”
“Posterity doesn’t really look too kindly on genocide.” “You’re making an assumption that posterity will define this as genocide. If they do, at least there’ll be someone alive to hate us for it.” …yeah. Yeah, that is a point she’s making. I don’t know that it outweighs the rest, but…it is a point. “The Cylons are our mistake. We created them.” And she gives the order. “The use of biological weapons is authorized.” “So say we all.” “So say we all.”
Athena is even flying in the mission oh man.
Starbuck’s back in her cockpit, yay!
And Helo is Doing A Thing because Helo is a Good Man and he will not cross this line, even if it means he has to cross another.
Gotta love when murdering five people is the lesser of two evils.
And there’s Something about Gaeta relaying the ‘terminate the prisoners’ order after All of the Everything.
And Lee is leading the execution party. Along with Matthias. Only to find the prisoners are all already dead in their cell.
“They were dead before the resurrection ship was in range. They didn’t download the disease. We missed our window.”
“Seems like they’re always coming for one of us.” Aww, Helo. “I’m not a traitor. I love my people. I love this ship. Besides you, the first thing I wanna see on any morning are the lights in that CIC. I did what I thought was right. If it was a mistake, fine, I can live with that. It’s you I can’t live without.” And she holds him. And I love them both so much. “I’ll always love you, Helo.”
“Someone did this manually,” Bill says. “Someone?” Laura asks. “Seems to me there’s only one or two likely suspects. Who will lead the investigation?” “No one. I’m closing the book on this one.” “How convenient.” And it was an accidental contamination based on Cottle’s findings. “According to Cottle, the virus was an exact match to one reported over 3000 years ago, right around the time the 13th colony left Kobol.” “The beacon was a signpost to Earth.” “We’re on the right trail.” “So are the Cylons.”
Well that was certainly a two-parter! But I love Helo and Athena so goddamn much, that’s what I’m choosing to care about right now, lol.
Hero:
Another weird one, hurray. Uh, to be completely honest, I have very little memory of this episode? I mean, I remember the broad/overall plot but no real Specifics. …probably because none of this is ever mentioned again.
Bill gets the previously-on!
Hi Corinne!
I think these flashbacks are recent enough that we won’t have to see that crappy wig from the ones in the beginning of S2, at least.
LOL THE PAINTING I FORGOT ABOUT IT.
Laura’s hair is really cute here.
Awwww, Billy gets mentioned!! I love Billy and I miss him a lot.
45 years in the military which just. Highlights the way the Caprica retcon makes absolutely no sense.
((as ‘one last time’ from Hamilton starts playing in my head… “after 45 years of my life/dedicated to its service with an upright zeal…”))
I forget what CBDR stands for, I know it came up at one point. I do not care enough to Google it but.
Lol did Bulldog also bring his own brain to the party.
Helo’s ‘huh?’ face is great.
Starbuck got her haircut evened out, I see.
Starbuck’s ‘wtf’ face is even greater.
41,421! Bulldog Immediately gets added to the count, I love it.
…they are actually still using the Cylon detector XD I guess at some point it got tweaked and put back into use? Or a different one got built, IDK. But yeah, that’s definitely a useful thing to know.
Lol, Cottle. “The conspiracy theorists are going to be disappointed.”
Okay, so Bulldog went missing three years ago, which means… if we add up the ~10 months of S1 + S2, plus the two timeskips, plus however long between the exodus and now, it’s been somewhere between two and two and a half years since the miniseries. So the Valkyrie mission has to have been between six months and a year, give or take, before the attack. Maybe a bit longer, to allow for rounding. And since Cylon infiltrator agents like Caprica and Boomer had already been in position for at least a year at that point…yeah, no, this stealth mission did not kick off anything, even before the Final Five reveal stuff Conclusively proves otherwise.
…now I want noodles.
((…I keep calling them ‘basestars,’ but I keep hearing ‘baseships.’ Did I…did I totally make up ‘basestar’ lol.))
“After a while I felt the institution no longer had anything to offer me, so I left.” Lol.
“Thought maybe the Cylons had beaten the bullshit attitude out of you.” LOL.
Ooooooh was he on the infected basestar??? Or did a second one get infected and also cut off? But then where did the pursuing raiders come from…?
Hi, Random Three! (oh man especially since this comes off the episode of a different D’Anna torturing Baltar…I wonder if they do most of it? I had assumed it was the Fours because doctors, but…)
Okay, yeah, it was about a year prior to the attacks, I did do the math right!
And of course the Taurons were causing issues; which given that Adama is ethnically Tauron…
Roslin is…about 85% sure this cover story is just that, I think. Especially when Bill says ‘there was no distress call, no sign of ejection, so I just left.’
So she asks Tory and Bulldog to leave, Tory will see if she can track down any family, and LOL THE LOOK SHE GIVES BILL. “So, you gonna tell me what really happened?” And he just says “you’ll have to trust me. It’s my mess, I’ll fix it.”
And this dream sooooort of supports that the Primary Three is Final Cut!Three instead of Downloaded!Three? Both being on Galactica and also I thiiiiink that’s the same yellow shirt? Except they can access each other’s memories in the datastream…
And the door says ‘end of line.’
I really love the super casual threesome reveal XD (way back when I wrote something about how D’Anna brings Caprica in for it; I found it on an external hard drive a while ago; I can post it somewhere if anyone actually wants to see it)
Hurray for the creepy eye socket and Tigh in his Dark Place still. But he actually is together enough to have this actual conversation with Bill when he comes in to tell him about Novacek. “So are you here to talk to your friend or your XO?” …well, closer than he was last time we saw him, at least, but maybe not fully there yet XD. “Last time I checked I was neither. Oh, yeah, I get it. This is gonna be a little complicated for you, Admiral. You gonna tell him what you did?” “I did what I had to do.” “So tell him.” “It’s not gonna make a difference. It’s in the past.” “You’re equivocating.” “I don’t know why the frak I came here.” [if I ever do actually do a soulmate AU, even though I’m mainly interested in how it would impact Caprica and Athena coming from Cylon culture ((since it would not be an ‘everyone has a soulmate’ AU)) …anyway, there are a Couple reasons why I’d write it out that Bill has two—Laura (romantic) and Saul (platonic) but just. I love the scenes the two of them have together.]
…still doing the thing with Ellen’s clothes, I see.
Saul not quite sure what to do with the hug, lol.
“Drink?” “You have no idea.” “Yes, I do.” …ow.
Ooooh, and that scene paralleled with Bill and Lee talking.
“He still does his share of ass-covering.” LOL.
Aaaaaand, yep, Saul is going to spill the beans but in fairness when he brought it up he thought Bill had told him. “…he didn’t tell you, did he. That son of a bitch.”
“I shot him down.” “If you did, you had your reasons. You were following orders, preventing something worse, right?” “No. I shot him down to avoid detection. Protect the mission. So it wouldn’t be discovered by the Cylons. The sole purpose was to ascertain the likelihood of a Cylon strike.”
Oh man Lee’s face as he’s putting all this together.
“You’re saying that…that we knew they were out there? That they could launch an attack on the Colonies?” “We didn’t know anything for sure. there were theories in some circles that the reason the Cylons had stayed dormant for so long was because they were building a war machine, preparing a strike.” “But I thought…I thought that no one had seen or heard from the Cylons in over 40 years.” “That’s true. …partially. The Admiralty had grown restless with the Adar administration. They thought we were resting on our laurels, unprepared to protect from an attack. My mission was to escort a recon ship just over the armistice line, gather evidence.” “And if the Cylons discovered you across the line…then they would see that as…” “An act of war.” Again, even at this point, the timeline adds up—maybe Bulldog’s mission sped things up, but preparation for the attack was already underway and had been for at least a year; we’ve known that since the miniseries, since Caprica and Gaius had explicitly been together for two years at that point.
“Don’t do this,” Tigh says in the flashback. “Think about it. You don’t want to do this.” “Do you have any idea what it will mean if he’s discovered?” And Bill gives the order to launch a ship-to-ship missile.
“The sooner you admit [that you know it’s true], the sooner you’ll get that haunted look out of your eyes. Sometimes surviving can be its own death sentence. I know that.” Saul. Ow. :((((((
“All those years, I told myself I didn’t know what they were. But I was just lying to myself. Pretending that it couldn’t be true. …it is true. I started it. Initiated it.”
Again. We already know the math doesn’t add up, and I think…I think if he weren’t in the moment of confronting his guilt and all the feelings Bulldog brought up, he would probably realize it, because Boomer had been under his command for two years, which means the Cylons were already sending their agents in at least that long ago. (Although…timeline conflict here; I thought she had only ever been on Galactica?)
And Lee is trying to absolve his guilt. “They put you there. You had no choice. You were one mission, you were one man. One man.” “It only takes one,” Bill says, which is true.
Awwwww, Caprica checking in with D’Anna, being a good girlfriend. “I think God’s trying to tell you something.” “It’s about Gaius, isn’t it?” “No, it’s not. It’s about something much bigger than that.”
Right, this is the part where D’Anna keeps setting herself up to download for Revelation purposes. And ordering the Centurion to forget.
OOOOOH FLASHES OF THE TEMPLE. …and these memory bits come from Downloaded so IDEK anymore.
I really do wonder what the resurrection goop is.
“There’s something beautiful, miraculous, between life and death.” And the other Three and the Six are. Concerned.
Starbuck is watching the footage of the dogfight and has Questions. “Why the hell do they keep missing?” Because, yeah, they’re missing by a fair margin.
Bulldog doing pushups again, sometimes on fists, sometimes on flat hands.
Oooh, and Kara brings her concerns to Saul! “Novacek was hit and smoking, flying straight and level. Any nugget could have made that shot. They let him escape.” “…Cylons don’t do anything by accident.” “Yeah, that’s what I was thinking, too.”
…Bulldog, if you choke him with the pipe, he’s not gonna be able to answer your questions…
“When I saw they left that door wide open for me…” “Is that what they did? Did they leave the door open for you? Did they let you escape?” “That’s not what I meant! That’s not the truth! I beat them! I beat them at their own game! I frakking killed her, and I escaped! You trying to take that away from me?!”
Goddamn Tigh is frickin badass at hand-to-hand I love it. Even with one eye and coming off an unknown length of time spent drunk and grieving.
“The truth hurts. But it’s better to know the truth than live a lie. We’re all soldiers. We’re all expendable. We did what we had to do to protect the mission. It’s ugly, but there it is. The Cylons let you go. The question is why? Ask yourself that, Danny. Because up until a minute ago you were doing exactly what they wanted you to do. You almost gave them what they wanted. Tell you a dirty little secret, the toughest part of getting played is losing your dignity, feeling like you are not worth the oxygen you are sucking down. You get used to it. You start to believe it. You start to love it. It’s like a bottle that never runs dry. You can keep reaching for it over and over and over again.” “So how do you put that bottle away, Saul?” “I don’t know. One day, you just decide to…get up and walk out of your room.”
…there’s a Whole Heck Of A Lot to unpack there holy shit. About. About a lot of people, about a lot of storylines. About Boomer, about Gaius, about Ellen, about…damn. Tigh says the coolest things no wonder he grows on me more and more with each rewatch.
((also I do find it interesting that, despite being a lieutenant (i.e., same rank as Kara and Helo and most of the other main military people except Lee were at the start of the series), Bulldog is on first-name terms with Bill and Saul in a way that pretty much no one else is.))
“Your resignation? You have got to be kidding me.” “I said before, we can’t hide from the things we’ve done. I see no other way around this situation. Maybe it’s time, Laura.” “Sit down, Bill. I think you’re being naïve.” “Naïve?” “Did it ever occur to you that the Admiralty may have set you up to provoke a war they wanted? It’s naïve to think that horrible things that we can’t understand have simple explanations, because simple explanations make us feel like we have control when we don’t. We know why the Cylons attacked us. And it wasn’t any one thing, oh my gods. We did a thousand things, good and bad, every day for 40 years to pave the way for those attacks.” AND ALSO THEY WERE DEMONSTRABLY ALREADY UNDERWAY FOR A YEAR BEFORE THE VALKYRIE MISSION. Even though they don’t know much/anything about Caprica’s mission, they do know that Boomer was in place for at least two years, discounting if she actually went to an Academy or all of her records there were backstopped, we don’t know. “Something has to be done.” And she still wants to give him the medal. “This was before I heard about this resignation of yours. So, hmm. I’d like to propose this. You seem hell-bent on paying some kind of penance for whatever it is you think you’ve done. So instead of resigning, why don’t you get up and walk out of here, meet me on the port deck tomorrow evening, and let me pin a frakking medal to your chest?” “I can’t.” “It’s not for you. It’s for them. Stand up there, acknowledge your fleet, and give them what they need: a hero. And that’ll be your penance. Even if it kills you.” She is very much not wrong and I love her.
I wonder who those three random civilians on the dais are.
Aww, Cottle sees him off and there. …may actually be a psychiatrist/psychologist/therapist in the fleet??? Given that Cottle is specifically sending him to a Dr. Stoffa and we’ve already confirmed that he’s physically okay. “It’ll take time,” he says. Which. Yep.
And Bill gives him back his uniform, and Bulldog tries to refuse, but. “Once a pilot, always a pilot.” “Yes, sir.” And they exchange another salute, this one much less Tense than at the beginning of the episode.
…I think they reordered these scenes, unless this is Supposed to be a flashback? Since Bill is in his blue uniform with Bulldog but in his dress greys for both the medal ceremony and the next scene in his quarters…I think reordered, since they don’t cut back to the medal ceremony which would’ve made more sense for a flashback.
Saul has an actual Eyepatch now, yay! The real sign his coming out of his dark place.
“I heard you won a medal.” “Yeah. They give ‘em out for anything these days. Good behavior, attendance, playing well with others…” And the LOOKS ON THEIR FACES. The way Saul won’t quite look at him, and the way Bill is looking at Saul, and…I love them. “I need you back in CIC. It’s just not the same without you there, intimidating the inmates.” “No, that’s not what I came here to talk to you about.” “Okay.”
…Saul has been keeping himself shaved while in his dark place.
“You want to tell me what happened to Ellen?” “…I could use a drink.” “Me, too.” I love these two and their relationship A Whole Lot.
Yeah, that was a Weird one, and there are some issues with continuity/etc., but I have to say I genuinely like it, for the Bill and Saul stuff. So, there it is. XD
Unfinished Business:
I have admittedly mixed feelings about this one XD Mostly because I have zero patience for the Quadrangle of Why subplot, and while it’s been around since at least mid-S2, this is where it really kicks in. But I really love the Bill and Laura flashbacks, and some of the other stuff is great.
And also I used As Long As You’re Mine for this episode on my S3 mix and I have never been prouder of a fanmix decision in my life XD
Lee gets the previously-on.
Still can’t take the moustache seriously, though.
First people in the ring are Lee and Helo!
Okay but that flashback location looks like it would have all the same problems as sex on the beach. Namely sand/dirt in places where you really don’t want it.
Lol Helo’s little ‘come at me’ gesture.
Dee is super pretty and deserved so much better.
And even if their relationship is in a weird place, Kara is still inviting Sam over for sex. “That was exactly what I needed.” “Glad to be of service.” And he’s going along with it, but.
((because this is the point where it’s Apropos: https://textsfrombsg.tumblr.com/post/7085786879/derevko-not-even-kidding-i-bet-this-is-what …and also possibly this one: https://textsfrombsg.tumblr.com/post/18017419131/derevko-kara-can-be-pretty-blunt-in-her-texts ))
…Sam also deserved better.
Ah, he decides to hold her bra hostage so they can try to have a Feelings conversation. “I want our marriage back.” “And what if I’m not ready for that?” “I don’t know. Maybe you’ll never be. Maybe because I’m not what you really want after all.”
Yeah, Kara, don’t…don’t hide from your feelings with one man by running to another. ((which is why her having Angry Sex with Kat doesn’t hit the same buttons because that’s a very different relationship dynamic.))
AW YAY FIGHTING AGATHONS IS AN ACTUAL CANONICAL NICKNAME
“He’s a tough little frakker, I’ll give him that.” I love you so much Helo.
Oh, good, they straight-up establish that Cottle’s observing.
Ugh did we Have to bring back the fatphobic jokes again WHY I thought we were DONE with that bullshit.
And Cottle is the one who says ‘nope, Lee is done here.’ And Lee is Not Thrilled at him.
“I’m done, Kara.” “I’m not.” Aaaaaand Dee watching from afar and. Sigh.
“Now who’s biting off more than they can chew, Captain?” “Not me from where I’m standing, Major.” And yeah that was a very. Charged. kiss-or-kill distance moment.
41,422! I guess someone had a baby since last episode??
Okay, flashback to 17 months ago, which is 8 months before the occupation, so 4 months after the initial settlement, give or take. Which means…this episode takes place 5 months after the exodus, give or take a couple of weeks for the actual plot of those four episodes.
“Awww, that’s such a load of crap.” “There’s an open bar!”
I love that outfit on Laura.
“I do not gaze at—” sorry wrong fandom XD and a very different dynamic but the way he looks at her there XD
Aww, her dad was a fight fan!
“Did you throw your tags in there?” “I wish. All the frustrations that I have--” lol the way he cuts off there.
Is Gaeta managing the bookmaking XD
I love Kara’s Challenge smirk.
And yeaaaah of course Starbuck wiped the floor with Hotdog.
XDXD Gotta love a noodle incident. “So then they come back to the locker room with the same set of handcuffs and two straws!”
Awwww, Saul looks so happy in the flashbacks, and I love this little bit with him and Ellen.
“Did I ever tell you how happy I am I married you?” “Not once.” “Then I’ll save it for a special occasion.”
And Gaeta is so happy to talk Infrastructure but then he has to go talk to the finance minister and I love him, he’s so cute. “Oh, my gods, I didn’t think he’d ever leave” LOL LAURA. The one thing she doesn’t miss about the presidency is having to listen to stuff like that XD And then Bill says he’s a good kid and I love all of them so much.
Yes that was a Very Transparent invitation Laura was giving you, Bill XD
And Bill is starting to spot some Discipline Issues he needs to fix in the present.
And awwwww, him and Chief having a drink 18 months ago because Cally is pregnant. “First boy born on Galactica.” I love them a lot. Except Cally doesn’t want him born on the ship. “And neither do I. not if he can grow up breathing fresh air.” And Bill initially refuses to let him.
YES KAT KICK HER ASS I HAVE NO IDEA WHO SHE IS BUT I LOVE YOU AND ALSO I REMEMBER WHAT THE NEXT EPISODE IS I’M GONNA CRY.
And Bill is making a point of putting his tags in. “Chief! Get your fat, lazy ass up here.”
And Helo wrapping his hands. “Make ‘em tight.” “Yes, sir.”
…hey was that Zarek in the crowd? Probably not, Richard Hatch is too expensive/important for a two-second cameo but it kinda looked like him XD
And Bill gets off one heck of a punch as soon as the bell rings and everyone’s like OOOOOOOOOOH
“Get up, Chief. We’re just getting started.”
And Chief in the past is trying to put the best face on it. “There’s doctors, sickbay, medicine…” And Cally is trying to look on the bright side, too. And that little kiss, poor babies.
((yeah they totally had sex in that hammock))
“Maybe we should just enjoy this.” “I am.” MY HEART.
“This how you fight your enemies, Chief? How you fight for your life? No excuses. Show me you’re a soldier.” And the look on Chief’s face, omg.
“Is that what you want? Is that what you want, Admiral?”
Aaaaand Kara using this as an excuse to needle Lee.
“You literally drank Anders under the table.” Lol.
I do love all the random couples slowdancing in the background while Lee and Kara are having that conversation.
And Cottle wants Bill to tap out but he refuses and I LOVE LAURA HERE OKAY. “He’s swinging wild, so hit him with a left hook” I LOVE HER SO MUCH YOU GUYS
“You wanna win?” “I’m not gonna win.” Yeah, that’s not the point he’s making here.
And then the next morning Bill changes his mind and lets Chief and Cally muster out. “I’m gonna miss you, Chief. I wanna wish you good luck.” And this music in the background and the look on his face when he smiles and Cally’s FACE. And “I want you guys to have at least a dozen.” “We’ll see about that” and she kisses his cheek and MY HEART.
And the way the same music continues as they go back to the fight scene where Chief is pounding the crap out of Bill.
And then it goes very quiet because he has his Verbal point to make. “When you stand on this deck, you be ready to fight, or you dishonor the reason why we’re here. Now remember this: when you fight a man, he’s not your friend. Same goes when you lead men. I forgot that once. I let you get too close, all of you. I dropped my guard. I gave some of you breaks, let some of you go, before the fight was really over. I let this crew and this family disband. And we paid the price in lives. That can’t happen again.”
And the way Laura takes his arm to help him down awwwwww.
And Tigh says it’s over. “So, what, you’re just gonna call it?” Kara says, because she hasn’t fought Lee yet, which is what she really wants to do.
“It’s over, Kara.” “So, what? You have the guts to try and frak another man’s woman, but not to fight one? I wonder if Dee knew what she was getting. Think she would’ve settled for sloppy seconds?” And he hits her. “Truth stings, don’t it?” “You want a fight, Captain? You’ve got it.”
I really do love her Fight Me smile.
And she took off her tanktop for this one, she didn’t with Hotdog.
And Dee comes in and. The look on her face. Poor Dee. She deserved so much better than this bullshit. (like, yeah, she’s not…it is kind of hard to forget the way she handled ending things with Billy but that doesn’t make the way Lee and Kara screw with her and Sam at all okay.)
“I’m not getting married.” “Then what’s the point, Kara? You love him, right?” “Where are we going with this, Lee?” “That’s the question, isn’t it. Where are we going?” ugh, I’m already exhausted. “Is this how you want to spend [the rest of your life]? Is this who you wanna spend it with?”
And Sam shows up to the dance and finds Dee. “What’s going on?” “What does it look like?” “Looks like they’re trying to kill each other.” “That’s one perspective.”
Again, I feel like fucking in this dirt is a Poor Life Choice. …I mean, not just for all the Relationship Drama reasons, I mean because dirt/sand in Uncomfortable Places. I guess they did at least Try to layer their jackets/etc. on the ground to prevent that but Still.
“Well that makes things more complicated.” “Yeah.” “What are we gonna do?” “What are we gonna do? We accept it. Tomorrow, I tell Dee, you tell Sam.” “Just like that?” “Just like that.” And right after Dee transferred to Pegasus to be with him. “Yeah, we tell them how we feel. We shout it to the skies. What, you don’t think I will?”
This shouting to the sky bit is so dumb in all the best ways and would be Super Adorable if it weren’t for the entire Quadrangle of Why that comes from it.
Also how drunk are you two right now I assume Very.
Aww, Helo cheering Starbuck on.
…you know, Kat is another person who almost never gets called by her actual name? Always her callsign. I don’t know if anyone ever says Louanne out loud.
Aaaaand now it’s going in an MMA direction which is probably against the rules but Kara and Lee are beyond caring at this point, Cottle’s gone, Saul may be, too…
“You look like you had a good time.” LOL.
“It’s been a hell of a morning. You missed all the excitement.” “Problems upstairs?” “No, good things. Kara got married.” “…what?” “Yeah, about an hour ago. Found herself a priest, went down by the river, and got married. …you okay?”
Yeah, Kara, it’s…really not cool to run from your feelings with Sam by going to Lee and run from your feelings with Lee by going to Sam.
“She deserves it. We all deserve to be happy. I gave her permission to muster out, along with Chief and Cally, a few of the others. So it’ll be up to us to make sure there’s no mass exodus.”
…I think this is the same music (or very similar) as what was playing in the Opera House vision with Baltar and Head!Six on Kobol?
Anyway Lee is not listening and…yeah, his face as he goes to meet Sam and Kara.
And Sam is just Elated and missing the other Drama because he just got married!!!!!
“No, it was crazy, she comes down, she wakes me up, she pops the question, drags me down to the priest, and bang, like that, we’re married!” “So it was your idea.” “Yeah. It was my idea.” “…do you guys want a minute to, you know, talk?” And Lee just tells him congratulations and good luck before walking off with a “you’re gonna need it” parting shot. …and going to make out with Dee.
((at least this time, unlike at the end of S1 when he was being an UTTER ASS, he kind of has room/reason to be pissed at her.))
Oh, Sam and Dee in the crowd, watching as Lee and Kara’s fight winds down. They’re both wobbling, but they won’t quit.
And they wind up hugging, and Sam has to look away briefly, and Dee just keeps watching, with this blank but devastated expression. And I just. Those two deserved so much better.
…yeah, I guess my final thoughts on this episode are I really love everything about Bill’s half!
The Passage:
Aaaaaand now I’m gonna cry.
Either Starbuck or Kat for the previously-on, I think.
Ah, yes, the flashback to the JUST HAVE ANGRY SEX episode aka Scar.
…do we ever see any of the male models download? I think we see Ellen later, and I know we’ve seen Sixes and Eights and now Threes…
Aaaand the food processing is contaminated, but Sharon is looking for a route to the planet where they can harvest algae. 7-10 days on current rations if it doesn’t work and oh my god Helo trying to stay Calm and Professional but he’s so worried about whether or not Sharon will make it back through the radiation okay especially since she’s late back and my heaaaaaart.
“I gave it to Cottle.” “Right, after I gave him head.” Lol.
The pilots divvying up crumbs, man.
41,420 again! So…two people died since the last episode, I guess?
Also this vaguely unsettling and largely repetitive piano music for the Basestar stuff. And D’anna quietly moves Gaius’s hand, lol. But he wakes up, she tells him not to wake up Caprica, and that she has things to do. “I’ll never understand what you all do all day long. Where do you suppose she takes herself off to, then?” “You’re not the only one asking that.” “I’m not?” “She’s been doing things.” “…doing things?” But Caprica falls back asleep before answering him.
Awwww, Helo hovering. And Athena’s nose is bleeding, as she goes into decontamination.
And Helo just takes her hands ‘are you okay’ and she gives him a quick nod before reporting to Bill and Lee. “She’s a Cylon, she can handle a radiation dose that big.” “We think!” Helo snaps.
“Nausea from the radiation exposure will take care of our appetites.”
“We’re all flying solo on this mission, so there’ll be no one to bitch slap you if you start to drift or start seeing little toasters on your ass.” Lol, Kara.
Aaaand that’s how Kat (or Sacha) gets caught; one of her friends from her old life catches her. “My name isn’t Sacha. It’s Captain Louanne Katraine. Sacha and you were a long time ago.” Awww, yay, she got promoted! Probably when she was CAG earlier but she didn’t get demoted back again which I appreciate.
Back to the basestar “could you believe I’m lost again” lol Gaius. “If I spoke to the relevant Simon, would I actually find out you were at this meeting?” “Who would tell you anything about my business?” “So, it’s true?” “Caprica?” and he quickly shifts to put her on the defensive in a different direction. “Did you know you have some dried goo in your hair?”
“Do you have any idea what you are accusing me of?” “Yes. Intentionally killing yourself over and over so you can download over and over. But death’s just a revolving door, isn’t it?”
Aaaaaand of course her ex is blackmailing her.
“Since when is it a crime to take care of your own? Remember, I know who you are. I know how to make you happy.” And he goes in for sex, and she rebuffs him.
And all those shots from the top of the stairs…was that to indicate Kara or someone else was listening in?
YAY TIGH IS BACK AS XO!!!
Or he’s hovering outside the door, working himself up to coming in and aww Bill’s little smile.
Felix and Dee are like “don’t make it weird don’t make it weird don’t make it weird” and then people start applauding and my heaaaaaaaaaart.
“Enough! Don’t you people have jobs to do?!” And Bill and Gaeta are the ones not making it a Thing. Bill just quietly says “welcome back”
Tigh looking at the sigil/symbol on the wall <3333333
Helo trying to talk Hotdog through “ease up on the throttle, this is not a viper.”
Aaaaaaand they lost one ship on this first jump through. :((((((
Aaaaand Kat’s patch is black. But she found her ship that she thought she’d lost!
Or maybe not.
Her face when she comes out of the decon shower oh man. :(((((
And Hotdog pukes on the deck. Not for the first time.
She looks around at the other pilots, many of whom are. Not Doing Okay. Helo’s doing better than most, at least. Which is why she picks his patch to steal, probably.
“We gotta get better at tracking our sheep. Racetrack, don’t call out coordinates to the wrong ship.”
And Kara watches Kat go, but helps up one of the others first.
100 marines down, 200 close to it, civilians causing Problems on the other side…
“I heard they were eating paper. Is that true?” “No. Paper shortage.” And they both start laughing because what else can you do at this point.
Oh, this is where Starbuck sees Kat and her ex, because he’s still hanging around, and she’s checking out one of the raptors and sees them arguing on the catwalk.
“So, when you resurrect, you see the faces of the final five Cylons? The ones that no one’s seen.” “Why do you want to know about them?” “I could be a Cylon. I would stop being a traitor to one set of people, and be a hero to another. And have a place to belong. You would help me understand my destiny. Have you seen my face?” “Your face? I can’t remember.” And she’s been trying to draw while it’s still fresh on her mind, but nothing much comes out. “Cylons, humans…we’re all just trying to discover who we are, aren’t we?”
Aaaand Kat’s ex flirting with random girls, and Starbuck approaches him, calling him by name. and then she goes to confront Kat.
“I took the name Louanne Katraine from a girl who died two days before the attack on Caprica. Got me through the background checks.” “Yeah. Times were rough. Keep going.” “I was a drug runner. Enzo was my supplier. What do you want? We were truckers, okay? We just moved stuff.” “People. You see, some think that that’s the way the Cylons infiltrated Caprica. They seeded themselves in the outer colonies and then used criminals to get them into the capital. Anyone who’s found guilty of helping the Cylons is considered a traitor.” “We didn’t carry Cylons.” “How do you know?” “Because nobody knew they looked like us!” “Then how do you know you didn’t?!” and then the way Starbuck leans in. “You think I’m a traitor. You think I’m a traitor?” “No. I don’t think you’re a traitor. You’re a smart young woman. That’s what the old man said. You’re just not smart enough to accept who you are. You see, you lied your way into the company of good people.” And they’re at kiss-or-kill distance and Kat is crying and begs her not to tell Bill. “Please don’t, or I—” “Or what?” “Please just let me tell him myself. Please, just let me. Can you do that?” and Starbuck is…the way she looks at her then. And then she just says ‘gods’ half under her breath and walks away.
And D’Anna and Gaius are going back to the Hybrid.
“This is where you got the idea to start…intentionally downloading? …let’s see what we can find out.” And he approaches the tank, kneels next to her, and rolls up his sleeve. “What do you think you’re doing?” And he closes his eyes and visibly braces himself, slowly lowering his hand into the tank. “Don’t touch it!” but then the Hybrid grabs his arm and looks directly at him which is New. And the Terror on his face omg. “Intelligence. A mind that burns like a fire.” “…yes, I’m here.” “Find the hand that lies in the shadow of the light. In the eye of the husband of the eye of the cow.” And he pulls back and he seems like he’s in pain, and her head returns to its regular orientation. “Are you all right?” D’Anna asks. “It just speaks nonsense, right?” “…I don’t think anything it says is nonsense. The husband of the eye, the eye of the…Hera. Hera, sometimes referred to as cow-eyed Hera. And the husband of Hera…” “is Jupiter. The Eye of Jupiter. It’s written about in the ancient texts. My god…could there be a connection between their gods and ours? What does it mean?” “It’s a location. A planet, hidden in the shadow of light, probably a cluster of stars…that’ll lead us to the Eye of Jupiter, and to the hand hidden in the shadow of light.” As he stares at his hand, and his logic brain keeps going. “Probably some kind of artifact. As in five. Five faces. Now all we have to do is find the right planet.” And he drags his sleeve back down so slowly.
Kat studying her reflection in the mirror, struggling to decide what to do. She finds her hair is falling out. Checks her patch, thinks, remembers “accept who you are.” Goes to see Enzo. “Thieving bastard. You’re going to cost me everything I’ve got.” And then she has sex with him, and running her hand along the raptor, and…yep, breaks into Helo’s locker to steal his patch.
God she looks like hell. Poor Kat.
Oh noooo she lost her last ship too…
And they have to jump, but she refuses to lose another one, so she stays to look for Faru Sadin, even though her patch was already black and—oooh, algae planet has Rings!
…huh, I guess either of the two seats in the front of a raptor can be used by the pilot? Because some of the pilots seem to be on the right and some on the left.
And her stolen patch is black now, too, and. And and and.
Aww, Saul. “Come on, Kat (or possibly kid?). Come on home.”
And that calm look on her face as she spots Faru Sadin and then she brings them home my heart.
“Galactica, Kat. Mission accomplished.” And her face. And. And I know what’s coming. And. :(((((((((
And Helo starts a round of applause for her and and and and she’s barely standing as she comes out of her raptor, but she puts her arms up for Victory and takes off her helmet and reaches up to take off her helmet and then Lee realizes and glances to the side and then she collapses and.
MY HEART. “I don’t think we should end the way we ended.” “Listen. Everybody is stuck with the things they’re not proud of. That, uh, that thing about good people, I…I didn’t mean that.” “Yeah, I know.” And Starbuck gives her sleeping pills. “Enough,” she says. “Take ‘em if you want.” BAWLING. “Thank you.” “…Igottago.”
And the way Bill puts his hand on her shoulder as she flees and goooooooooood.
“Admiral, I…I’m so sorry.” “I’m not here to lecture. I’m letting you know about a promotion. I’m making you CAG again.” “…sir, you know I’m not getting out of here, right?” “You earned it. What you did was harder than facing a bullet. And you did it without putting one other soul in harm’s way. Don’t know if I could’ve done that. I wish there was something more that I could give you.” “No. it’s good. I’d like to be CAG very much. Thank you. …sir, there…there’s a thing. A reason why you might not want to do this. Kara knows what it is, but I wanted to tell you myself.” “I don’t need to know anything other than what I already know. When you were CAG, you protected your people. Made them feel safe enough to be brave. What you were gonna say, does it change that?” and he goes to get a chair to sit with her and BAWL. ING. “Are you…you staying?” “Oh, I’m staying. I love this sickbay, in a way. Reminds me of where my son Zak was born. Carolanne was so happy. She was convinced both times that she was having a girl. So it was a surprise at the end.” “Did you want a girl, too?” “Yeah. Three’s a good round number.” GODDDDDDDDD MY HEART I CAN’T TAKE IT. And then he changes the board and ;____________;
AND THERE’S A BIT OF WANDER MY FRIENDS IN ALL STRINGS AS THE OTHER PILOTS WATCH HIM DO IT AND FUCCCCCCCCCCCCK
And Kara puts her on the memorial wall.
God fucking damn it that episode. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
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Hi!!! I absolutely loved your most recent fic even though it was so (!!!!) sad, it was sad in a really soft and elegant sort of way. And also explored a part of the world the fandom doesn’t delve into too much which was super cool! Anyway, I’m just wondering what you might be planning to write next? I’m super excited for whatever it is 😌
Whoa an anon!! Truly shocked
WELCOME TO MY PAGE ANON!! 💕
So glad you liked Next of Kin (shameless plug)! It was so different than my usual writing so it was an interesting thing to make! It was pretty fun to write and share all my ideas about Claire and Joel but def not easy….I was so petrified the sadness was going to fall flat and people would be like “um what did I just read that was so boring” 😅
BUT I DIGRESS….
What am I writing? Very good question.
So,
I am a serial wipper.
I have many unfinished works out there and many many more unpublished wips started. I probably will try to get back on to finishing Derail the Mind of Me pretty soon because people seem to like it. I have another one shot in progress that’s similar format to Next of Kin but it’s a Joel and Ellie post Silver Lake story. It hopefully will be the same vibe as Next of Kin where it’s sad but I’m kinda a soft way?? It’s much different to my other post Silver Lake stuff in that’s it’s kinda slow. I’m excited to post cause I think people will really like it (🙈) but it’s long and needs a lot more work before publishing. Currently it’s called “Depth Over Distance”, but that could very much change.
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The Gift
Photos are stock photos from Pinterest/Google except the Imagine braille tabs, those are mine. There’s one final pic at the very end after the tag lists.
Pairing: Matt Murdock x F! Reader
Warnings: This is so sweet, it’s tooth rotting however, I have dipped a PINKY toe into smexy time, oral (F! receiving), it’s very very brief and not SUPER descriptive but still not for minors, so stop, stop right now (18+) please! Other than that, it’s fluffy bunnies and unicorns
Word Count: 2.9k-ish
Summary: It’s the reader and Matt’s one year wedding anniversary and they each have a special gift for one another.
A/N: I guess you could call this one a sequel to Just Married-ish. Central Park in the fall is beautiful and I have been to Strawberry Fields on John Lennons’s birthday, it’s a little crazy but it’s pretty amazing seeing people sing songs and leave gifts on the Imagine mosaic. But on any other day, it’s beautiful to just sit there and enjoy the peace and quiet.
Also, it’s my first time writing just a TINY bit of smut, be gentle with me please 🤣
And I know I strayed from my norm and wrote for Billy Russo in my last fic but I really loved writing for him and I already have something else in the works for him but if you’d like to check out what I already did for Billy, just click HERE. (Shameless plug, I’m sorry and I’m sorry for rambling!)
And a big thank you to @mindidjarin for reading this before I published it, I appreciate you SO much!
As always, thank you for reading! I appreciate it so much and comments are welcome and encouraged. 💕💕💕
It was hard for you to believe that a year had passed already since the two of you got married—the day that you promised to love each other forever, in sickness and in health, ‘til death do you part.
And it was now a year later you were trying to figure out what to give Matt for your one year anniversary and he was trying to figure out what to get for you. Neither of you were really big on gifts but this day was really special, and it was important that you get him the perfect present.
Then you remembered—Matt’s wedding ring. You had wanted to have it engraved with something before you got married but there wasn’t enough time, he wanted to marry you right away so you had time to pick out his ring but that was all you had time for. It was smooth platinum, very simple but not for long.
It was early October when you first met Matt that day in Central Park at the Imagine mosaic, Strawberry Fields and it’s probably your favorite place in the whole park that you visited regularly.
John Lennon and the Beatles were your first music memory from when you were a small child—your father would always bring up that “Drive My Car” was your favorite song when you were little.
He would always tell people (including Matt) you used to get up on the hearth of the fireplace in your old house and sing that song and it remained one of your favorite Beatles songs for that reason.
John Lennon’s birthday was a very popular day for people to visit Strawberry Fields so you’d never go on his actual birthday but always a few days before it and sit by the Imagine mosaic, relishing the quiet, sometimes listening to Beatles music.
Strawberry Fields is also one of Central Park’s “quiet zones” and it was such a special place because it reminded you of your Dad who was your first best friend and then it was the place where you met your forever best friend.
You had seen Matt a few times before he actually spoke to you, he always sat across the walkway from you but that day he took a seat on the bench next to yours.
You didn’t know it at the time but with Matt’s sensitive hearing, the city sounds could get to be a little much for him so he would come to Strawberry Fields for the quiet but he caught the scent of your perfume on that day and that was it. He asked you to meet him there for lunch the next day and the rest was history.
You loved listening to him talk, his voice was so soothing, low and gravelly, sexy. He was so handsome too, the way he smiled at you and flashed that adorable dimple you love so much.
The sunlight always managed to find Matt no matter where he sat, like someone was showing you that this was the man you were meant to be with and they were right.
It took a little while but you finally figured out Matt’s gift. You were going to take his wedding ring to have the word “Imagine” etched on the top of the ring, in braille. And little did you know, he would come up with something similar for your gift.
Matt took notice of all the jewelry you wore on a daily basis—he knew which ones were your favorites. He was always tracing your pieces with his fingers, committing all the stones, engravings, and shapes to memory but he knew he needed help figuring out exactly what he wanted to get you and it had to be something you would absolutely love.
He waited until he saw Foggy at the office, he couldn’t risk calling him while you were at home.
“Foggy—can you help me with something?” Matt asked when Foggy got in that morning.
“Sure thing buddy, what’s up?”
“So, you know how it’s my and y/n anniversary soon?”
Foggy was surprised how fast a year went by.
“Look at that, a whole year already—and she hasn’t killed you yet. You definitely found a keeper, Matt.”
Slightly unimpressed with Foggy’s sarcasm, Matt said “Very funny, buddy—anyway, I want to get her something to do with where we met but I don’t know what to get her without it being cheesy.”
Foggy pondered for a minute. “You met her at Strawberry Fields, the Imagine mosaic right?”
Matt nodded and waited for Foggy to say something profound but he should have known better.
“I got it! Get her a giant stuffed strawberry that says ‘I love you berry much!!’ She’ll love it!”
Matt cracked a smile—“I said WITHOUT being cheesy, Foggy.”
“Ok fine, I think that’s hilarious but let’s put our heads together, we’ll come up with something.”
You were having your own problems with Matt’s present—just finding a place that would be able to put braille on his wedding ring was a challenge because it’s not exactly etching the braille on the ring, it’s adding extra raised metal to it, but you did finally find a place that could do it.
You asked if they could add brushed platinum to the top of Matt’s ring, to show contrast. Not that he would see it but you would, and thought it would look really nice. Then you had to come up with an excuse to take his wedding ring so you told him you were having it cleaned and polished so it would be nice and clean for your anniversary date this weekend.
It technically wasn’t a lie, they did say they would clean it before you picked it up. You didn’t know why you were worried he wouldn’t like it but you just had it in your mind that you always had to get people the “perfect” gift.
Karen could tell something was bothering you so she offered to take you to lunch. She knew you couldn’t talk about it anywhere near Matt because he would hear you.
She tried to make you feel better. “But it’s a gift for him, y/n—from you, so of course he’s going to like it.”
You were still worried though. “I just want it to be perfect, Karen.”
She smiled at you and rested her hand on top of yours. “It will be, you’ll see.”
Karen left Matt and Foggy brainstorming at the office while she met you for lunch, it had been about a week since Matt asked Foggy for help and he still couldn’t figure out what to get you. They should have been going over notes for a new case they took but instead they’re trying to figure out your gift. Then it hit Matt like a ton of bricks…
“Foggy—what are the coordinates for Strawberry Fields? The latitude and longitude.”
Foggy pulled out his phone and googled it.
“Latitude 40.7757 degrees North—Longitude -73.9752 degrees West.”
Matt knew that he figured out the perfect gift. “Do you think those numbers could be engraved on a necklace of some sort?”
Then Foggy remembered something he saw in a jewelry store when he was shopping for Marci. “Ooh! I was picking out something for Marci and while I was looking, I saw these vertical bar necklaces, they were sorta three dimensional and you could have whatever you want engraved on them.”
Matt stood up, adjusted his tie, fixed his glasses, and told Foggy to take him to the jewelry store where he saw these necklaces.
“Right now? Matt, we should be going over notes for this case.”
Matt pressed his lips together and put his hands on his hips. “Foggy, this a gift for my wife that I need by this weekend. And full disclosure, I’m not thinking about this case at all until you take me to get her present, she’s more important.”
Foggy knew Matt was just being Matt. “Ya know if you didn’t wait until the last minute to buy her a present, you wouldn’t have had to snap at me like that. If you would have gone with the giant stuffed strawberry like I suggested a week ago, you wouldn’t be in this mess.”
With a sly smile on his face, Foggy continued “I know you’re not mad at me, you’re just mad at yourself.” They both started to laugh.
Matt picked out a platinum necklace, the store owner said the engraving is done on site and will definitely be ready for the weekend and he can pick it up on Friday afternoon.
Saturday morning Matt got up very early, and went out to pick up coffee and breakfast for the two of you. He was so quiet, you didn’t even notice he had left and when you rolled over in bed, his side was empty—such a sneaky little devil.
You called out for him. “Matty? Are you home?”
No answer—you knew he didn’t go out patrolling last night because he said he wouldn’t. He said he wanted to be here in the morning when you woke up and then you heard the door close.
“Good morning, beautiful. Happy anniversary.” You heard him call out from the kitchen.
You smiled, jumped out of bed, and started to walk towards the kitchen “I could have still been sleeping ya know and then you had to come in here making all kinds of noise.” You were being playful.
“Your heartbeat is different when you’re asleep, angel—I knew you were awake from a block away.”
You wrapped your arms around his waist from behind, gently bit his ear lobe, kissed the back of his neck and said “Happy anniversary, handsome—whatcha got there?”
Matt set the coffees on the counter and carefully took out the fresh fruit and croissants from the bag while you went over the cupboard to get a couple of plates.
“Well, I got your favorite coffee and croissants from that bakery you like.”
The bakery wasn’t exactly a couple of blocks away—“Matty, you went all the way there just to get me croissants?”
He flashed his dimple at you—Matt knows just how cute he’s being too.
“Of course I did, I love you.”
He was still full of surprises—breakfast was perfect.
After cleaning up breakfast, every time you tried to get ready for the day, Matt would pull you back to bed—“Excuse me sir, but I’m supposed to have a lunch date with my husband soon.”
Your head hit the pillows after he pulled you back a third time, you felt how hard he was as soon as he crawled on top of you, his hips firmly planted between your legs, desperately kissing your lips, entangling his tongue with yours, and he had your arms pinned above your head.
He shifted his lips to that sweet spot on your neck that made your stomach flutter and if he moved any further down, you wouldn’t be leaving the house again until tomorrow.
The man knew exactly where to put his lips to make you completely lose control underneath him as he peppered kisses from your collarbone to your stomach while you ran your fingers through his hair and he paused just above your core.
“I’m sure he’ll understand if you’re a little late. You can give me one more, can’t you sweetheart?” He said just before eagerly burying his face in between your thighs, tasting every drop of you, while his name escaped your lips over and over again. Well—maybe just ONE more.
The two of you finally got dressed and headed for the park, you had Matt’s ring in your bag. It came out perfect and you were really hoping he was going to like it.
You had meticulously picked out all the food you wanted to bring on the picnic and spent last night preparing everything. You chose a really pretty spot underneath a tree for your picnic and laid everything out on the blanket.
For starters, there were the pinwheels made with prosciutto and puffed pastry and a BLT pasta salad in a jar. Chicken Caesar pitas were your main course and fruit salad with a lime and honey dressing. You made a strawberry watermelon lemonade to drink and for dessert you stayed up late making frosted lemon ricotta cookies.
“You made all this y/n? Thank you, everything smells delicious.”
He complimented you every time he took a bite of food, told you everything tasted amazing, while the two of you reminisced about all your firsts—first date, first kiss, first fight, and first ‘I love you,’ among your other firsts.
Reaching into your purse, you pulled out his ring. When you went to pick it up from the shop, you took a good look at it before they wrapped it up.
It was beautiful, just as you’d hoped it would be, the braille wasn’t too large and it was just on the top of the ring so it didn’t mess with Matt’s senses, it wouldn’t rub on the side of his fingers.
“Well, I still have one more present for you...here.” You handed him the box. “Happy anniversary, Matty.” And you gave him a kiss on the cheek.
He untied the ribbon and opened the box. “This—this is my wedding ring.” He ran his fingers over the top of the ring and spelled out to himself “I-M-A-G-I-N-E” He smirked and said “You sure it’s spelled right, angel? I think it’s missing a letter.”
“WHAT?!!!!! Are you kidding me?!!” You snatched the ring out of his hand to look at it.
Matt started laughing as you lightly slapped his shoulder.
“That’s not funny, Matthew!”
“I’m kidding, y/n—I’m just kidding, it’s perfect. I love it, thank you, this is…” he paused and leaned in to kiss your temple—“where we met.”
The sun was shining down through the trees, highlighting the little bit of red he has in his hair and you couldn’t help but admire how handsome your husband was.
Matt still made your heart skip a beat when he walked into a room, you still got excited when he came home from work, he still wanted to be as close as possible while sleeping next to you, and even though he couldn’t actually see you, he looked at you like you were the only woman in the world.
He kissed you again and handed you a long, slender, black velvet box. “Happy anniversary, sweetheart.”
Slowly, you opened the box and inside there was a silver colored vertical bar necklace and you noticed the numbers on the side. “It’s beautiful, Matty. These are coordinates—to where? And don’t say your heart, because I may have to pinch you.”
He smiled and said “Ok, well I’ll give you one guess.”
You paused and thought about it for a minute. “Are—are these the coordinates to Strawberry Fields? The Imagine mosaic?!!”
He cupped your face with his hands and brought your lips to meet his. “Yes they are. Foggy did help me, he saw these necklaces when he was shopping for a present for Marci. I wanted to get you something to do with where we first met.”
He put his wedding ring back on. “And apparently, you did too.”
You took the necklace out of the box and put it on. “I love it! And I love you.”
“I love you too…and I’m really happy you like it because Foggy suggested I get you a giant stuffed strawberry that said ‘I love you berry much’.”
You burst out laughing. “I love you berry much!! Well Matthew, I do love you ‘berry’ much. And if all we did for our anniversary is have a picnic in the park every year, I’d be happy with that but this—this is so special, thank you.”
You lightly touched the necklace at your throat while he ran his fingers over his wedding ring. There was a slight breeze and leaves started to fall from the tree above you as he leaned back against the tree trunk and brought you into his chest.
The sun found Matt’s face again, he kissed the top of your head before looking up towards the clear blue sky, and letting the warmth hit his face like a cat basking in the sun.
You pulled away for a split second to look at him before assuming your position back in his embrace—he looked so happy. It was a beautiful day in October, much like today, the day you married Matt, he looked happy then but this was different, catching Matt in a state of pure happiness was a rare occurrence and you just loved seeing it all over his face.
“Careful Matthew, your happiness is showing. What will people say?” You giggled a little against him.
“I think they’d say that it’s all because of you.” He said.
“Smooth, my love, real smooth. How many times have you used that one?”
You heard his heart beating steadily against your ear as you leaned into his chest.
“Just one, sweetheart—just one.”
His heart song remained unchanged, it played the same rhythmic melody over and over again without jumping, without faltering—he was telling you the truth. You hummed faintly against his chest before saying “You ready to go, handsome?”
He squeezed you a little tighter as if he thought you were going to run away if he let go.
“Just a little while longer—please, angel?”
Your body melted perfectly with his like he was made for you to rest against and although you didn’t mean to, the two of you fell asleep with the late afternoon sun lightly shining down on your cozy little space underneath the trees.
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See, i think youve got it right - bad sees dream as more like... a scared animal, maybe? He was clearly, clearly more upset that sam killed Apollo than he was dream had been mistreated. The badlands in general have kind of a skewed moral sense, but they think of animals as much more important than people are and Dream definitely knows that. He hates being treated like that. Even if sam and Q don’t agree, he’s still a person - but being treated like a monster is more tolerable than being spoken to like he’s a stray cat. He tells bad it’s fine, because that’s what bad wants to hear. Bad wouldn’t really be able to do much even if he knew the truth - he’s kind of a coward, and what is “i’m sorry, do you want more food” worth in the long run if it doesn’t make sam or Q stop?
/dsmp /rp
So, I don’t think it’s true that Bad was more upset about Apollo than about Dream. Bad was upset enough about Dream’s torture to assist in a jailbreak, drink heavily, and still exhibit traumatic symptoms months later. Listening to Dream’s torture fucked him up. Sure, Apollo’s death is what Bad focused on more when confronting Sam with Ant, but that’s much safer than to continue to press an issue which Bad knows Sam will keep flatly denying.
But I do think you’re right about how Dream feels about Bad. He finds Bad’s pity as revolting and condescending as he does helpful. I even think that Dream isn’t entirely wrong to view Bad’s sympathy as being comparable to that for, like, an abused dog.
I don’t think Bad wanted his efforts to reach out to Dream, both in his first prison visit and in subsequent ones where Dream mostly refused to speak, to come across as patronizing. But, come on, look at how he spoke to Dream in that visit! He says things like “wow, that’s pretty cool!” and “try not to get Awesamdude too mad, okay?” He’s trying to be forcefully upbeat but it really does sound like he’s talking to a child or an animal. And, I mean, offering a few sandwiches to a guy he knows is being tortured is insulting to say the least.
I think Dream really, really hates how Bad spoke to him, even if he’s also really, really grateful. Makes a ton of sense to me that Dream would both burn his house down and give him a ton of netherite.
[shameless fic plug]
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Hi! Could you maybe recommend me some good cartinelli fics? I'll read anything about them atp
HELLO!! i’m SO sorry it took me so long to reply- i keep thinking yea i’ll get to it and then i didn’t, rinse and repeat. ANYWAYS! let’s get into it:
@emerysaks entire account im not even kidding like if you're looking for a cartinelli fic binge session this is the place to go- but if i have to pick my favs from them it would be pursuing miss union jack and turnabout is fair play (their ao3) also i need to mention unfaithfully yours- i must its the rule
and i've got my hands in your heart by likebrightness (a recent fav)
the artist and the barista by cassiopeiasara (simple cute fluffy shit i love<3)
in the company of only us by cassioperasara again lol (a little on the long side but i remember reading it and really enjoyed spending my time on it)
jump! for my love by cassiopeiasara AGAIN?? and sarah_dude (god i need to reread this one- it's one of my all time favs)
we can't forget the shameless plug: how you get the girl by me :D (im really proud of this ok? lemme have this👉👈)
tell me how you like it, english by preferredmethodofprocrastination (smut warning- read the tags before reading pls ksjdhsk) (and also if youre a minor just go away you shouldnt really be on my account anyway lmao)
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pleabe share ur fav philza centric fics? i am STARVED /lh
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Orphan’s Path of course
Anything by Findingkairos very good emerald duo content (oh dear can you see me and leave me in your starlight my beloved)
Brunchclub has really good fics I love The Missing and Intended
Bunflower also has a lot of emerald duo and they have I Want to Hear It’s Alright it’s like a philza angst fest in there
There’s one called “I’ve seen starlight (just never this color)” I think? really good fic mind the tags (the same author also has fics based on I want to hear it’s alright and they’re also very very good)
Ink like tracks in your skin by Anarchy-Schmanarchy (Murder-Schmurder) is a pretty neat series more syndicate centric but very cool Phil has tattoos
Little children raise open their filthy palms is also very good. Zombie apocalypse and phil centric
Also haha shameless plugging ive written some emerald duo fics on my ao3 if you wanna give them a look (Anonganon)
That’s all I can remember at the top of my head I’m in class sgsjdbd but yee sorry I couldn’t provide links but the names should be searchable
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Hey! Anon from @angelhummel who asked about trauma Quinn. I literally just want her to be at rock bottom and have her found glee family help her heal. I’m fine with Faberry- I’m actually reading a really cute series about them now. But any fic where Quinn actually gets to heal
Omg Anon I'm so sorry, I lowkey totally forgot this was sitting in my inbox. Hope you're still around lol.
I'll start with a shameless plug, because most fics I've written (and not all of them are posted yet, but I have more coming) are, at least in part and in one way or another, about this, because I kind of have this obsession with writing about grief. You can find my page here if you're so inclined.
Possibly the most famous of this subgenre is Comfortably Numb by WaveGoodbye, featuring Quinn as a heroin addict. You can read it here.
Didn't See It Coming by forforever19 is a favourite of mine. It was my first favourite, in fact. It was the fic that properly got me into Faberry. It is also hella long. It initially looks like the cause of Quinn's emotional breakdown is Finn breaking up with her, and it's not like that helps, but the narrative really gets inside her head and goes deep into her family background. Read it here.
Devolution by poetzproblem is a retelling of season 3 from Quinn's POV. It's pretty heavy on the angst, but the ending is hopeful (I think; I haven't read this one in a while). Read it here.
Like a Seal Upon Your Heart by dramatricks is mostly about religious trauma. It's not super dark, but I think it's interesting. Find it here.
Talk by fabr4y is mostly after the trauma and some of the healing, but it gets into a lot of it and spends a lot of time talking about closure. Read it here.
Hope this helps! Feel free to drop me any more questions or requests. My inbox is always open. (I just can't promise a prompt response apparently lmao)
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